“Self-Discovery”


 

“Self-Discovery”

Discover claws as your critique unfolds.
Though prisoner , I know not my accuser.
So doomed, indeed, deserve to see who told
this banning of my words by that abuser.

Alas, he is a coward, I surmise
for address is unknown as is his face.
His judgment and my plea is no surprise
I stand throughout  his poem in disgrace.

Oh, heaven help if I should falter now;
plead guilty to a cowardice of soul!
Allow the judge’s gavel, damning how
my puny metaphors should not be told.

I shy away and slink behind the Truth:
I must bite back, myself, with firmer tooth.