Quatrain of Losing Hold - 3796

Quatrain of Losing Hold

Losing Hold - don't let it happen

Show me a little weakness, so
I can coolly move in
and pry my
wares,

All I need is a tiny crack of
fragility; I will soon
run your life, I
foreswear.

You are timid, indecisive and
find the art of intuitive
wonder a foreign
friend.

Weakness, the evil in your soul,
with gruesome consequences
to the very
end.

Yorktown Disciple