Forgive the Simplification

Slowly we get whittled down.

The wolves

finally overran us

no bigger than rats

nor as vicious, apologetic even

-- deferential with small bites --

chewing and smiling as if enquiring

after our hurt.

 

We still kept a brave face.

People nodded and kept pity from us.

Some, meaning well, enquired after our heart

coughed suddenly and hurried on

angry with themselves

for such a thoughtless remark.

 

Forgive the simplification: courage

deserts in small quantities unnoticed.

-- not fear, but familiar with surrender --

no longer an outrage, content

with helping the victim up.

Reviews

[EMF]

How wonderfully bleak and cynical, with incredible imagry. There is a depth here that would improve other WC members to read and learn from. From theme to weaving of words this poem hits all the right tones.
Envious as hell