No Fear...a poem
By Tony DeLorger © 2012
Pigeon-holed for what I'm not,
I squirm and flail with frustration,
echoing the resounding words that put me here,
I am stone, unbreakable, I have no fear.
Yet in my angst I tell a fib,
a son of man a misconception,
deluded guise of a steel like heart,
when emotion filled right from the start.
What bleeds is flesh, not stone or wood,
and what pleads for truth, misunderstood,
is a man convinced of invincibility,
despite an obvious vulnerability.
You see gender taught as a code to be,
is outmoded, limited and can't set you free,
until you embrace that gentle soul,
that resides so deep, and can't console.
For accepting what is truly there,
regardless of code, judgement or care,
can only make you whole in truth,
to live complete and in love recoup.
Fear is a just and considered right,
and we all are prone in dark or light,
to experience all in clean response,
and accept our limits and in love move on.