Poem: no more thieves – 08/12/21

I realised you can’t steal something away
that I inherently own
even if the physicality disappears from hand hold
it’s mine and mine alone
my worth self-worth
once thrown to the turf
now shining unto itself
surrounded by a halo

I am stronger I am prouder I am older
I am wiser
it didn’t come about without troubles wrought
the pains becoming gnarled and harder
I do not know how I allowed myself to stray
to forget, or even know, what I was
allowing myself to be to do to be viewed as
day by day;
end of each day perhaps I inherently failed.

let’s not overthink it because I am
here and now
In the palm of my hand
a tiny nugget
solid proof
twenty-four karat knowledge
that I am myself to own
my self-worth glimmers
like stars it beckons to those
who I wish to learn of, be learned by, and
myself come to know.
(08/12/21)
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