the guillotine
the rack
or the applause
of (at least) one person
it could be
any of these
and all
depending on
the platform
onto which i blindly
step
from my cave
i fear
ill or not
careful or not
trembling
even while in this shelter
because
i think
before i
walk forth
apprehension
is nothing more than
extending
the bad part
of what could be
waiting joy
or tar and feathers
and all these reactions
mean
the same thing
i have done
as You want me to do
the only applause i need
is Yours
and that
is a constant ovation
No comments:
Post a Comment