noticed you sprinting
the other way
when my semblence
rounded the corner
and I haven't the faintest notion
as to why you'd act that way. . .
listen'd to your worries
when the rest of the world
couldn't wait to hurry
so I can't imagine the reason
as to why you refuse to
say my name. . .
work'd tirelessly with you
to help you
git yo' self
2-gethah when I told you
to go after that better paying job
and after having
worked 2-gethah, &
dined 2-gethah,
and even pray'd til'
the tears fell from our
up-all-night
puffy-from-worry
eyelids 2-gethah,
no way in life nor death
can I imagine what posses'd me
to be so impress'd
by the depth of your shallowness
which no doubt has crested
to an all time low,
as witnessed by the
shadow of the sadness unearth'd
by the deliberate demon-in-you
© 2004 cynth’ya lewis reed
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Research Note: The graphic is a rune symbol of betrayal, (i.e. preconceived, antagonistic double minded behavior)
Cynth'ya Lewis Reed at the Authors Den
As long as we give it our best shot in life...we can't be blamed for their shortcomings and inadequacies in reciprocation..
Peter
to be so impress'd
by the depth of your shallowness"
A poerful statement! and a powerful poem it is. I can so relate to that experience, it hurts. Your words are candid and poignant. Just can't understand some poeople -- never will. Thanks for this post, sis.
Carmen :-)
never bonded with anyone and don't know what it means
to be friend or lover...they only know how to take,
don't care to learn how to give...
Love Tinka
but then again it is always good to help others,
knowing that we have tried our best.
Sandie May Angel :o)
Best,
Carolyn