Defiance
Photo by Derek Powazek

Defiance
This cord that binds me also frees me -
it feeds me oxygen so I can breathe, yet
keeps me closely tethered to the tank.



With this leash, I’ve become bound, but
I am not trapped.

I feel more vulnerable, however
I refuse to be frightened.

My weakness is now exposed, yet
I will not be conquered.

I am coming to terms with my life,
That means coming to terms with my death -
and finding the beauty in both.

Through it all, I remain steadfastly
D E F I A N T

M. Compton


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