Making Napoleon

Making Napoleon

A Poem by Carissa Faulk

As we are just
Begun we slowly
Crawl to our feet
Draw ourselves against gravity's
Eternal weight
Feel the weight of the world
Grapple with us for the first of a 
Hundred years
In this beginning
Just standing makes us
King of all 
Laughing as we fall
Me, I, Mine
None of it will escape me
Over all, under none
People will not
Quietly laugh at my 
Regal stance
Soon it will not wobble
They will be the ones dropping
Under the weight of the world
Vague dreams of glory and might
We will not be, but will be Me
X      I mark the spot I will stand on: the
Zenith of the world's weight.

They discuss what I will be when I enter the world.
I don't understand what they mean.
I will be the world. 

© 2013 Carissa Faulk

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I really like this one, flows very well and the alphabet synchronicity is an added bonus rather than seeming forced, good job.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Carissa Faulk

8 Years Ago

Thank you! :)
I enjoyed this. The confident voice of it stood out to me the most, well done. I look forward to reading more of your work.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on November 9, 2013
Last Updated on November 9, 2013
Tags: making, napoleon, child, parenthood, alphabet, dictator, sin, selfishness, independence


Carissa Faulk
Carissa Faulk

Los Angeles, CA

A native of the Los Angeles area, Carissa loves Jesus above all else. Her hobbies include poetry writing, betta fish keeping, excessive reading binges between semesters, hiking, and occasionally writi.. more..