Shards of Glass

Enemies.

Liars.

Foes.

Bullies.

Tyrants.

Adversaries.

Rivals.

Antagonists.

In short, "The Opposition".

To them, I say:

Brace yourself for what's coming.

Shards of Glass

// poetry

Shards of glass I was thrown against,

Grievously afflicted in times past

A bounteous price I had to pay that day

I swore to myself it was the last.

Sirens blared a couple times

Evicted from my nest despite my innocence

I'm a nightmare to accomplish the Creator's will

Bulldozing the wicked one's dreams of evanescence.

The shards of glass

Shards of past

Swiftly nets being laid for my feet

The fabric of the net I outclassed.

The race is not to the swift

But to the innocent from the start

The Creator decreed victories for us,

Even when the shards came for my heart.

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