Whip of Wisdom

By what wisdom whip
my protracted silence cringe
beaten like a dog
As I quibble
by the price
of its deadly hit

You have all
the metaphorical figurine
that play as human clay
and are tarnished
towards its end
by the burning pyre

Your invisibility
churn the cosmic life
to barter breath, after the other
Yet you doze
the precious moment
When wisdom whip the flesh

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