Reality - Joe's poem on the birth of his son Alon

The reality of vulnerable

 

is the fear of being seen

 

without the masks that keep the world away

 

from our demons and our deams

 

But to stand tall and naked

 

before all the world to see

 

without shame or changes

 

for our flawed humanity

 

This is the path to self

 

our shield from words that sting

 

This is the strength of vulnerablity

 

and the pesce that it can bring

 

So stand tall and naked

 

before all the world to see

 

your outstretched arms holding

 

all your demons and all your dreams....

 

Reviews

[Laura E. Aranda]

one misspelling
you said
I think you meant Peace
other than that it was a terrific write

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Beautiful poem, thank you for sharing. Debileah