word of the day: courage

"the butterfly is born to lose — flimsy wings torn off by brutes —

squashed beneath a scoundrel shoe — pinned on boards for science use.

the butterfly is born to lose — mantids' meal, the chosen few — 

hexed in webs of silken dread — caught by birds of stronger hue."

             "so why decide to live at all?" the caterpillar asked with gall.

             "so much pain for us to take. why not die at pupa-break?"

"from chrysalis to crystal sky, the goal of love gets me by.

love is why i still reside — courage is my fuel to fly."