I wrote this quite some time ago. It is a simple poem, and at the time had great personal meaning. (There's a recording of me reading it on my personal site - made before my throat cancer ruined my voice.) After the years that have passed
NAKED
Naked
I stand.
No fear, pretence, or disguise.
No smoke screen, embarrassment, or shame.
No lies.
Head held high.
What would be the point of being different?
In the end,
nothing matters
save what
I truly am,
and of being comfortable
with that.
© 2006, 2023 Griffonner
Poetry by Griffonner
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Written on 2023-06-07 at 00:04
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