Till Lightning Splits

Thy self a grand impostor,

what other people see

 

A bark that hides what fate ingrains,

a cover that deceives

 

It’s others held opinion,

that pulp you hide behind

 

Till lightning splits your trunk in two

—the roots left undefined

 

(Ronald McDonald House: February, 2020)

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