Therefore, they SLUMBER deeply

caught up in a THOUGHT

resisting the call

awakening their soul.

Languidly resting

in the arms of an age old lie

of having no value

and no reason to rise.

Day by day resisting

the unrelenting pull of life

snagged at their very core

to continue their blissful ignorance

of the value they store.

At the prods and pokes designed


Bitterness is chosen

and vindication found

in the state of slumber to persist.

©Copyright Micelle Coetsee 2014


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