GloPoWriMo: Day 13

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The Soft Truth

Leave it for stolen…

that thought that
sneaks in masked
as “hard truth”

You’re not worthy.

Those words of tar
that stick and burn
under the feathers

Stupid. Fat. Idiot.

Leave them.
They don’t belong to you.
They come from the pit
that dies to drag you down
along with your neighbor
your friend
the man down the street.
Don’t believe them.
Leave them.

They don’t belong to you.

But these words do:

Forgiven.
Beloved.
Worthy.
Enough.

Just don’t–
because they’re true–
take them for granted.

Daily Prompt: “Write a poem in which the words or meaning of a familiar phrase get up-ended,” from the Na/GloPoWriMo site.

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