Stubborn Coward Badger

(image from Vincent van Zalinge — unsplash.com)

This is an introspective invitation

To a world with tips for self-destruction

Won’t you come with me or will you stay inside?

Stay blinded by the lights of delusion

I’d call you a stubborn coward badger

Won’t you move from the place you’ve been stuck in?

Do you just cling to that less than one percent?

Might as well surrender, the darkness wins

The dawn’s over the horizon, you’re in the dusk

Staying the same, refusing change, what is new?

You let the shadow of your past take over

The same shadow of what is behind you

The stubborn coward badger is my mind

I keep on waiting for what I left behind

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This was a poem I wrote as a sort of wake-up call to myself. I played with the oxymoron of a badger being a coward (because as far as I know, they’re fairly aggressive and are considered a symbol of strength). It was me telling myself “You’re strong, right? Prove it.”

Thank you very much for reading! If you liked this poem, check out my prose-poetry entitled “Magic”