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Trial by Fire

by Kerri Miller



I am withstanding the fire of lies
you have thrown against me.
Charcoaled black
I stand firm upon what is real.
The deceit you spread
comes toward me with little effect
or emotion on my part.

I am separated from you forever,
I dwell with the trusting and pleasant,
not the vindictive and dishonest.
Affected?
Sure I am.
But it feels so much better
being away from you
than it did having you near.
Your mouth pronounces words of gossip
and you speak of things you have no idea.

It was only one day
that you were my disaster
and now it’s a new day;
with my life ahead of me
I walk firmer than ever
more aware of what not to do.
Given the ability to see inside people’s hearts
I looked at yours
and everything was black
and why would anyone want that?

12-04-03


Image: Petr Kratochvil, Flames, Public Domain Pictures.net

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