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temperance
a quatrain
The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy
mischance after another, not because he does not feel them, but because he is
a man of high and heroic temper.—Aristotle
pins and needles pierce unguarded flesh
as, naked, i navigate my path;
tho my trickling blood bleeds hot and fresh,
i am wont to keep controlled my wrath.
ridiculed by sage and psychopath,
sanctioned by the greed of selfish men,
i am won't to keep controlled my wrath;
thus may i maintain my acumen.
buffeted by small men’s arrogance,
i am won't to keep controlled my wrath,
for i bow not to mal-circumstance,
tho i take its diabolic bath.
i am won't to keep controlled my wrath,
lest i render evil deeds for ill;
justice rescues, in the aftermath,
broken spirits torn against their will.
© Copyright 2023 June 11
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
The beauty of the soul shines out when a man bears with composure one heavy
mischance after another, not because he does not feel them, but because he is
a man of high and heroic temper.—Aristotle
pins and needles pierce unguarded flesh
as, naked, i navigate my path;
tho my trickling blood bleeds hot and fresh,
i am wont to keep controlled my wrath.
ridiculed by sage and psychopath,
sanctioned by the greed of selfish men,
i am won't to keep controlled my wrath;
thus may i maintain my acumen.
buffeted by small men’s arrogance,
i am won't to keep controlled my wrath,
for i bow not to mal-circumstance,
tho i take its diabolic bath.
i am won't to keep controlled my wrath,
lest i render evil deeds for ill;
justice rescues, in the aftermath,
broken spirits torn against their will.
© Copyright 2023 June 11
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
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