What is unspoken,
leaves a bitter aftertaste,
if not horned out;
lay down the flag of retreat,
stretch the arms backwards,
step forward in what has to be,
a path laid to victory.
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James Green
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Comments (2)
This was so optimistic and uplifting! Loved your poem!
This feels very true.