A Meditation on Apathy

A Meditation on Apathy

A Poem by Hardesty
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5/22/2019

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Apathy
My Weakness and My Strength
My Sword and Shield
My Skull and Bones
My Marrow and Step
My Broken Back and Cane.

Oh what a Gift this Curse!
I beg for Freedom!
Then Fall a Slave!
Only to Myself,
But Many are the Same.

To Understand Oneself
Is said to Bring Relief.
The Power of Being Powerless
Is an Incredible Belief!

© 2019 Hardesty


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Originally called Mediation on Nostalgia but I changed it to Apathy. Made more sense the more I looked into it. Feel free to critique.

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Hardesty
Hardesty

Randolph, MA



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