THE JOSHUA WEINZWEIG REVIEW OF WRITING 2020-2021
TEAR-RIDDEN MASK OF TITHONUS ____________________________________________________________ by Justin Jeong, Grade 12 Vibrant this nature, the beauty she poses Wake up and grab the roses The blood, I accept.
Masked, our voices, the accord they decree Awake and forced on our knees This irony, we must accept.
Joy I seek, the boredom I appease Wake up and climb the trees, These bruises, I accept.
Vaccinating our liberty, the risks they push beneath Awake and merely breathe These dreary eyes, we must accept.
This chilling present, the future I aspire, Wake up and conquer the fire, These burns, I accept.
Distancing our souls, the spirit they put aside Awake and abide Soulless, we must accept.
The life I desire— We have it, sire. Dead, this flesh but alive, this soul Such is life, I accept.
The life I desire… What have we, sire? Alive, this flesh but dead, this soul Such is death, I accept.
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