Peace

I, Tiresias, though blind
have proffered my warnings
have given my piece
spoken that which I have seen
yet they continue

Children
flailing
touching stovetops
learning through scar tissue and searing

So, having been ignored,
I am still content
because everywhere
I feel the rich undercurrents of a world alive
ready to snap, like a ripe pea pod
bursting
forward

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    • valyriekiennan
    • January 28th, 2014

    Why have you not given credit to the source of your words?

  1. valyriekiennan :

    Why have you not given credit to the source of your words?

    Eh? Just noticed this comment. Are you referring to the “I, Tiresias?” It’s, um, allusion.

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