Arrogant strength so strong – so proud.
I speak in whispers. Not out loud.
I climb into those youthful bones.
Ignoring your beleaguered moans.
Seeping into that innocent mind.
I look for clefts. A crack to find.
Slithering in… I administer pain.
Slowly at first. Then with disdain.
Master strength you lose, old friend.
Weakness prevails -at the end.
Not even strength can last forever.
That mortal coil… I tend to sever.
Surrender now. I come in peace.
Rest awhile – it’s sweet release.
Strength, my love – you reign no more.
Take your dignity. You know the door.
© The Secret Poetess, November 2016