Dually

         Heavy with garbage  
              My folder is thick  
       Tattered from journey's  
                 Oh, so long ago...  
   
   
Keeping track  
    of these emotions  
as they come to pass  
One at a time:  
       I relive them at last  
   
While I rebuild this  
more moments evade    
the persuasion of privacy  
 In a cumbersome shade  
   
       Energize my patience  
            Allow me to focus  
For  
In come the catastrophes  
& invasion of locust  
   
I foresee in the numbers  
An improbable depiction  
   of these truth's & beliefs  
In a blurry non-fiction  
A million faces with no names  
         Aggressively protruding  
Their way into my visions  
as I see them Saluting  
with a prevalent stance  
& chiseled smile  
Permanently punctual  
         Marching  
to the beat of denial  
   
   
          So many strengths  
are exposed  
while weakness  
is devoured  
     Forcing  
the Royal-Hand  
to expose  
All the 'cowards'  
   
For  
Only Pressure & Time  
         Determines  
the integrity of a stone  
Defining once again;  
As a King amongst King's  
       I walk alone...