Medusa and the Stone

As the crown of snakes, we were thinking,
Like the paralyzing mixture, we were drinking,
Like the hours waiting in fear we just wasted,
Like the love we denied but still we tasted.

Everything we gave out, was reflected back,
Turned into cold dead stone, all from fear,
Not for our reflection did we shed a tear,
All good things beheaded, self-attack.

Just like Medusa turning men to stone,
There are inner things we’d never own,
Took the sword of pain to pacify serpents,
Step outside into the world never known

I will still be full of fear,
But fear is just life growing.
I can go, I cannot fail to steer,
That would bring being stone forever, never knowing.
Thomas Spychalski 

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