Monday, 22 April 2013
NaPoWriMo Day 22: Legends
I know they did something extraordinary.
Tore up corrupt roots with the courage of a lion
or focused their energies to move beyond human.
Perhaps just a simple and incredible act of kindness.
Why can't we leave the telling to that?
Why do we obsess with the embellishment?
If this truth does not impress upon everyone
the way it conducts the beats of our heart
then that is fine.
That is inevitable.
Instead we insist on laying foundations
for the most beautiful and towering of falsehoods.
Like a lighthouse guiding our aspirations to shore
where we must confront the weight of our lie
and have the audacity to feel cheated.