We all have our towers,
by Lawrence S. Pertillar
That seem impossible to erase.
And each moment we take to look away,
More intimidating they become.
With our thoughts we allow to be threatened,
By fears we create.
Leaving those invisible towers to grow.
Until they take over any remnants of light,
Of lives we wish and prefer to live.
To accept shadows to hide behind.
As we seek to validate,
With others who also make...
Without faith to use or choose this way,
To face the eliminating of their own obstacles.