My contribution to The Challenge this weekend:
©Kathy Larson
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No Pity
I am a very proudful person, she said
So much so, that I have lost my sight.
Now, as I stumble in the darkness
I wonder: what good is this silly pride
I cling to? The bruises on my heart
and on my body are not badges
Of honour, they mark me as a fool.
I, who would not bend
Am broken. Had only my hearing
also been taken I would
Not have to suffer your pity.