“Skeleton” by Otis Hunter Jr.

 

I am the skeleton;

Fragile,

Frail,

Worthless.

 

I am not the heart that pumps blood through veins,

Or the brain that controls what I do,

Or the lungs that breathe fresh wind to the soul.

I am a lump of coal compared to diamonds,

But even coal has value.

 

I am the armor of the organs,

I am the support that carries out movement,

I am the framework of this carnal vessel.

I am the skeleton,

Never pick a bone with me because I have them all.

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