Poetry Wednesday #11

Porcelain and Glass

I would be made of steel

And ceramic.

I would be made of metal

And stone.

I would be made of iron

Alloys,

So I didn't hurt

Now that I am alone.

I wouldn't shatter.

I wouldn't break.

I wouldn't weep

Or cry.

Nothing could hurt me.

Nothing could maim,

Nothing would 

Even try.

I wish I were made of steel

And ceramic.

I wish I were made of metal 

And stone.

I wish I were made of iron

Alloys,

And it didn't hurt

To be left all alone.

Yes, I did shatter.

Yes, I did break.

Yes, I did weep

And cry.

To say nothing can hut me,

Nothing can maim,

Is a very

Foolish lie.

I am not made of steel

And ceramic.

I am not made of metal 

And stone.

I am not made of iron 

Alloys,

But of soft flesh

And fragile bone.