Not Seen
Look
beyond the face you see, even that of a pretty bee
Usually
you can’t see the fight to be or be free
Afflictions
are felt that systematically leave welts
Delicate
border between well and when it’s felt
It’s the
daily grimace that’s the furnace
Flames of
malice trying to burn determination’s chalice of solace
Weakness’s
face is relieved behind the closed door
You see,
fear of emotional poverty frightens with its picture of poor
The
physical blight goes on regardless of belief or not
Rationalization
or justification is belief’s relief untying that tricky knot
Whichever
eases or strengthens, the believer or the atheist
Either
end is what’s good for and gets you thru’ the blight
So lets
be empathetic when next we view each other
We don’t
know the future and one day most will be afflicted with bother
It’s a
merry world eased with elixirs of gin and caffeine
Ignore
the naysayers that act as if they’re chocolate’s kin
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