YEILD NOT TO TEMPTATION
I was strong, arrogant, self-assured dame-on.
Knowing, growing, never wavering
Straight, upright, careful, and controlled.
Then I was tempted.
For what is strength after all, if never tested?
A weakness waiting to be revealed.
As outward arrogance hide those subtle frailties
Not the hopeful show of an iron will of steel.
Self-assurance quickly becomes self-doubt when
The mirror image reflected is cracked.
And knowledge gained but never honored,
Has its growth quickly retarded and held back.
A straight path, is so, only by comparison
To a crooked line or jagged edge.
And broken vows are easily laid aside,
When passion and need confront that given pledge.
So I became a tempter was quickly tempted.
And a woman who yearned for man.