The Iron Fist


Flash Nonfiction

 

Today I saw
a terrible strength:
fierce as lightning;
swift as wind;
hard as rock;
and
cold as ice.

Today I saw
an implacable power
and its ironfisted trap
filled with the bait
of false promises
and well-camouflaged
with reason and logic.

Today I saw
what
had hit me yesterday.



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