SHARE Magazine July 2017 | Page 33

P aper
Delicate origami, delightful and pretty.
Innovative, intuitive, sample of human ingenuity.
Towering high, upon your treads my aspirations climb.
Will you sustain these weighty expectations, of mine?
Is your beauty an enticement my footsteps to deceive;
will you hold me in grief, bolster my reprieve?
Paper staircase you are built on a fallacy.
Truth blows upon you exposing your heresy.
Your spiralling bannisters a kite -like fantasy,
blown away with whim and fancy.
Your foundation judged insecure,
having no leverage to endure.
Justice is a sword that like a pendulum swings
in judgment it destroys you for the desolation you bring.
Consoled now by the truth of yore,
trusting only in things that endure.
Just like truth never grows old,
a paper staircase will never hold.
© Angela B. Slack
July - September 2017
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