DIG.IN

Make me a soldier

Cut me down and build me

Rape me and pilage me

Shock you with my dignity.

Hold me against a wall

Crush me with your logic

A viewpoint so toxic

A hand that chokes: you’re not sick.

No, you’re not sick

You’re like me

You just lack

Integrity.

Carry your cross above your head

They want me dead,

If I won’t get in bed

And empty all my empathy.

No more to give

A life of pain,

Without suffering

Is worth the acceptance.

Benign tumors inside my tummy

I find your sadistic sadness funny

Be careful what you take from me

It’s not the last you’ll hear from me.

Dig in — my truth’s your destiny.

J.F

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Joanna is an aligned vinyasa RYT-200 certified yoga instructor registered with Yoga Alliance. Joanna's mission is to bring the teaching of yoga to everybody in an accessible, welcoming and gentle way. Check out Joanna-Yoga.com for services, blogs and updates on all things yoga. Namaste.

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