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author’s note:

“It’s alive!  It’s alive!  It’s alive!  It’s alive!  It’s alive!”
           — from the 1931 Frankenstein
 

EVERY DAY I DIE TO LIVE

I tried (for safety’s sake)
to subdue myself

but as I fought to die
something within fought to live.

Finally I surrendered
to the strength of the spirit.

But I’d already lost so much by then:

to revive myself
I had to kill again—
kill the one I’d become
kill again and again—

a rising sequence of deaths—

such sacrifice adds as it subtracts:

we must sacrifice the life
that keeps us buried

we must sacrifice the old beliefs
that keep our eyes from opening

we must sacrifice those old dreams
that keep our minds from dreaming.

Every day I sacrifice:

every day I die a little more
every day I live a little more.

I once believed this war
would eventually end

but now I know
I must never give up the fight—

must never stop trying to live
the truth of who I am.
 

© 2016, Michael R. Patton
Common Courage: a bookuch

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