Cowardice

COWARDICE

When fear fouls the air
Truth pleads absence without leave
Ingenuity
One’s sole remaining refuge
Survival of the fittest

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on August 1, 2017, in Tanka and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.

  1. Ah yes, I’ve been there…

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  2. Hopefully not survival of the fittest puppet….

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