broken,

some would say of themselves.

others,

slightly bent. 


either way - 

admission of irregularity. 

and while some may disrespect the autonomy of deviation, 

their denigration clearly defines the defect of their own design. 


i once shared companion with others lost in the darkness. 

as hard as we tried, 

it seemed there was no option of escape. 

imagine the freedom - 

stumbling into the light!


tonight - 

while graciously aware of my blessing - 

i find myself traveling dangerously close to the shadows. 

perhaps my journey realigned - 

not to derail my diligence - 

delivery from countries of indiscretion,

but champion to the disengaged - 

option of allegiance - 

soldier of compassion in the battle against the demons of despair...