Graven Images

i took off all my clothes,
tore down the graven images
i'd made of myself!

threw away all my pretensions,
and gave away my few belongings.
learned to speak without moving my lips,

laid aside the well conceived lies.
laughed in the face of my fears,
walked to my enemy with an open hand....

only to find my enemy
was just another version of me....
and what i'd been afraid of

was the very truth that set me free!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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