Sweet Victory

There is a fight going on
There is turbulence
The sky is dark
And cloudy

The look on his face
Is victorious
He lifts his fist
In defiance

He won the battle
Will there be more?
If so
Will he win them?

Conflicts and anger
Opinions so strong
Lashing out
Alienating others

Rather than fight
They are walking away
He did not see that coming
Just how sweet is his victory?

by susette varga

Comments (2)

Agree Hans... thank you for comment x
I love the wisdom in this poem. Beautiful. Force is never giving us a real victory. Love is the way...