Poem 695








Strike me down
when I am weak..
and revenge
shall not be
what you
make me
seek.

Ridicule me
when I’m wrong..
and may the wealth
of knowledge
you already hold
still multiply
tenfold.

Plot against me
in the dark..
and may you find
forgiveness
for yourself
within your heart.

But know, that
when I come
into my light,
and right,
and stronger
than you can
believe..
my hand shall be
extended for you
still to grasp.

You never were
an enemy to me.

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