Resignation ( My ode to stoicism)

Love isn't born, it out-dates mankind
many are sworn, but few ever find.
Many befriend those bathed in the light;
Often swear love ere cowardly flight.
Voices will fade when on you it rains
when they retreat, the mugger remains.

Thus I embrace my own resignation
Here in this place we witness creation
Damning chance gets the coveted role
Deals out the cards for the Stoic to hold.

Samantha Jayne Frost

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