By Evette Davis
We live in a world where Greatness is the general to You.
Greatness lashes, forbearing at your heel.
The same one that Achilles fell front on, and says,
“As far as you go, I will follow.”
Greatness tells you that he bruises your weak spots only to help you.
To this, I have discovered that Greatness specializes in the Art of War.
He knows that your weaknesses can be conditioned like Pavlov
can craft an armor of callous so thick
that it is Strength.
You are a soldier,
quivering in line.
Only in drills done later do you stand without falter
and know that for as long as you live,
Greatness works in your favor.
