When pain insists on persisting, you start to slip into the monotony of emergency.
They all just flow one into two.
It feels like evil’s chasing you!
You are never steps ahead.
You just keep trudging on instead.
The end is always just in sight!
So you heave with all your might!
Somehow it’s always steps away.
Yet you never leave the way.
The journey matters as much as the goal.
Keep refining and jealously guarding your soul.
K.B. Silver
God does not send evils to try us and forge us into better people. As I frequently say, we are all the makers of our own doom. We can take the bad situations we experience, like all people have the opportunity to do, and grow in knowledge, wisdom, and spirit. (James 1:13–15)
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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CH 20~ Party Down
Argento’s ninth (eighteenth in earth years) Birthday came and went Thursday, the thirteenth, and he’d already received his father’s gift, if you could call it that. You had to commit a fairly serious infraction to be cut off; the Arch-Baron was keeping up appearances and maintaining his own reputation as much as any sense of love or attachment to Argento with his “gift.”
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