Clench

The clench of hand was surely seen,

I saw what was to come

and only wished that I could faint;

retreat from what I knew.

But courage came in powerful prod,

to keep me where I stood,

and whispered that the time was here,

when I should hold my ground.

The actions you were set to make,

had ridiculed my mind

and made a joke of all I was;

I had to draw a line.

I would not run from your cruel rage,

but stand and call you out,

as coward, bully, hurting child;

my strength had now been found.

Clench;

Faint;

Prod;
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