March 7, 2012

#1037 ancestral skies

a sky-full of eyes disapproves of my lies and compromise
my principles challenged by reality, i wavered
now i stand
half-principled, half-souled
wishing i could have been more man
knowing i would do the same again
still
the night sky is full of the eyes of everyone i love
and i cannot look up at the stars

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