He speaks of tiredness–
the weariness of the one long oppressed,
whose limits have been reached,
ready to snap,
left with one resource–
retaliation.

He speaks of tiredness–
the weariness of one so tightly right
that any lapse of strength
is to admit incorrectness and failed idealism–
implosion. 

He speaks of tiredness–
but not mine.
I am simply weary;
whatever it is I need to take the next step…
not there. 

Mine is akin to immobilization.

What kind of tired are you?

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