" Defeat "

Again the voice of reason has
been utterly struck dumb,
I feel my emotions but my body is
completely numb.

Somewhere deep within me,
there is a whisper of doubt,
I don't know if I'm strong enough
to face another bout...
Weakness surrounds me as
though it were the
essence of clout.

I've stood still so very long I
feel I cannot move
I cannot change the world as
so many would dissapprove.

But can I break the pattern
that has guarded me
from my fears
Only to find that someday
it will dim the image, in
the eyes of my peers.

I live on the premise that if its
meant to, it wil be...
Therein, all the powers of Heaven
will unlock these chains
and set me free.

by
Mary S. Hymel
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