Loyalties Misplaced
I am glad
I made friends.
Where I stood,
that was not meant to be.
But I am glad
I changed that to be
else you would not be my friends.
I am not sad
to have left,
a place so suppressed.
A collar must be stiff ,
a short chair made tall,
air so musty,
no substance,
a second home, I did call.
Now I know
what I did not see
what I did not do.
See through the curtain of charade
stiff and starched,
give it a stab,
watch it crack
At the start
nothing was there,
But an empty shell.
Now I see.
Now I feel.
Now I think.
I am free.
I laugh out loud
Now I am who I am
Should have walked away sooner
Caught in a spell
made by a
shell.
- (written Dec 2006)
I made friends.
Where I stood,
that was not meant to be.
But I am glad
I changed that to be
else you would not be my friends.
I am not sad
to have left,
a place so suppressed.
A collar must be stiff ,
a short chair made tall,
air so musty,
no substance,
a second home, I did call.
Now I know
what I did not see
what I did not do.
See through the curtain of charade
stiff and starched,
give it a stab,
watch it crack
At the start
nothing was there,
But an empty shell.
Now I see.
Now I feel.
Now I think.
I am free.
I laugh out loud
Now I am who I am
Should have walked away sooner
Caught in a spell
made by a
shell.
- (written Dec 2006)
The moral of the story - don't offer your loyalty to anyone til they have earned it.
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