
No Place for the Weak
Jul 24, 2017 · 1 min read
This is no place for the weak
time weeds the sweet
the innocent
the young
leaving the broken and imperfect
who still believe
numbers fall by the year
until alone
heart like a stone
you fall again and again
but you are not weak
no gift, this lonely strength
not a virtue
to be envied
but an ever growing sentence
to be served
this place
is an oubliette
a hole,
a pit the weak don’t reach

