The Real Fight

I see.

I will not engage,
will not be enraged.

There are no winners
in this game.

So I sit.
I endure.
For the sake
of something bigger.

You can call me weak.

We both know
the truth.

True weakness
is giving in.

To the impulse.
To the fight.
To participate
in the destruction.

No fight is needed here.
No bloodshed necessary.
Through words, nor violent acts.

There is a bigger battle
than this tug of war.

Your provocation
and attempted distraction
will not move me.

I am liberated
from your small mind,
from these unimportant matters.

I will endure,
standing toe-to-toe respectfully.
I will alchemize
the fear and darkness.

I will draw boundaries.
I will keep my peace and hope.

I will show you
what strength
really means.

Deep,
lasting,
true
strength.