Am I Samson?
by Carl Josehart

clippings of freshly fallen hair
drop like rain
around my shoulders
to the floor
where they lay like
fallen soldiers
cut down in battle

Am I Samson?
strength and honor
bound to words long since spoken
promises of another generation
severing body parts
savings other
blood born to my body
not yet my own
will I stumble and fall
chosen path
defeat in sight

Am I Samson?
savior only through
ultimate sacrifice
soul free
when body
crushed
releases it

temple fallen
world crumbled
my faith too

Am I Samson?
then who my Delilah
temptress
who will turn my head
subjugate my heart
binding me to
new words
new oaths
new faith

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