Sacrifice take the hit

Do you see how the nail takes the blow so the roof doesn't fall on those below

How the anvil sings with each strike, so that none will know of its pain or dislike

Did you see the timber in the mine holding the rock, the man that holds his tongue and talk

A woman frail and mild, now as a mother, gives her life to save her child

Mushrooms in protective shade of a tree, that suffers storm and heat's degree

Sharpened, a knife's loss to a file, now becomes its owner's gain and smile

The spike that holds the rail, so not to derail a train, all this to save others from accident and pain 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

There is something about saving others when at risk to ourselves that really makes sense.
And we gain strength when we least expect to.
And sometimes that file is just out of reach.
Very clever poem.
j.

[Soren]

Thanks Jacob for the read it means a great deal.

[emily.c.]

This is such a lovely little ode to unsung heroes. Elements we often take for granted that we couldn’t live without. Simple and sweet metaphor.

[Soren]

Thank you so much Emily for the read and interpretation is highly appreciated and valued

[Thomas W Case]

Powerful work. Excellent.

[Soren]

Thanks so much Thomas for the read and comment it is always appreciated

[Chris Shaw]

There are those that sacrifice all to save others and those who will always put themselves first. A thoughtful write Soren. Have a beautiful Sunday.

Chris

[Soren]

Thank you Chris for the read and kind words of support they are always most appreciated.

[MCS]

Sacrifice is the guardian at the gate of change. Your poem highlights that some give more than others. A very cerebral read.

[Soren]

Thanks so much for the read and review they are deeply appreciated