No more shame or fear

No one who has read in my poetry

The descriptions of human emotion,

So vivid and so exact in details,

Would doubt that I wrote from my experience.

No one who has read in my poetry

The incidences of love and friendships,

So lively and so real in display,

Would doubt that I wrote my biography.

Seasoned and hardened by the rough journey,

I have come at last shame less and fearless

To record the truths in their nakedness,

To be read by the time I’d be no more.

04.01.2012