You occupy the thoughts of the fiery ones and those who are bleak, yet you soldier on in solace like so many do.... you march to your own beat and need no war drum
you hear others and they are as the soft downy snow drifts that blanket the collective thoughts of the masses that you seek to save yet also you seek to avoid ....as the gnashing symphony of ignorance may pull you in
You feel too deeply and you know this, you speak too loudly in the softest of phrases
people build up what they seek to destroy, they destroy the beautiful and frail in order to strengthen their own marrow while the smart ones keep a distance that is like the embrace of eons where nothing is steady but the core of that which makes us "man" and "woman"
be your own Prometheus
be your own Hero
and never, ever apologize for the valor you contain because those who know do not need to fight you and those who do not , are irrelevant except for trivial lessons in patience and virtue
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written for Mughat from SteemSpeak
