COMMISERATION the VOICE

A VOICE

A voice once asked, "Who are you... a leader?”

“Yes” he replied
He/This was an elite member once?

You, were a participant in “Life”
I know not you...
"Who are you again?"

“A Chief” ...of what sort.
You, really,“a Chief” you say.
A team captain (the voice says with confused presumption)

"Who" WERE you?
the voice, unable to help itself, asks again,
but then Scoffs; at such a thought.
Did you, really think you could be part of that?

Poor Fool

REALITIES TONGUE UNFEIGNED

“Good luck Ere” and “Good Luck” selfish pride
that blind leader you follow, betrayed whose inside

its too late now, you no longer belong
to the gift you were granted, its sacredness

GONE

You “happy” fool,
Take it, swallow it, it is so rich in flavor,
Be mindful it will end, Countenance gone, justifications friend

SAVOR

Savor Your glory,
I say it is your perception that gave lack of focus,
Darn pride, you play the victim too well

Forgiveness external,
Your choice, lost debate
Forgiveness, So worth it

I offer it all at your feet

PIECE FOR PEACE

Here for you “Victims puzzle”
designed for “your type” now
Unravel it, it will afford your fleeting desires and dreams
Piece for Peace, so you will say

Here is a wall for your accomplishments.
It will crumble down also, Some day

Feel good you finished something
And take all the credit too
For nothing that you ever gave,
self convinced,
affected anyone but you

Oh, the fleeting passion
The commitment substandard
She loves you I say
Her position to give
Is your willingness?
But for you “possibly”
A gift, An offering
your very own bastard

Fill it, your prides’ ravishing hunger and thirst
the lower the standard, defines better your worth

She’ll offer perversions artistically
be comfortable, relax,
spiked with class and recognition
pervert, twist, bow-to, puff-up, but don’t look back
don’t look back favored memory “REPRESS”

THE CROSSING OVER

Your foolish fall couldn’t stand you
blame reason, reason is your blame,
"Your reason" (excuse)
"Your reason," betrayer of you

Wait,
Don’t think, don’t move, lay there, stay there
I’ll come over to you

Don’t look in the mirror
Beware “Self”
You fool to many
Your example disdain
She gets you
and lets you
and lays down to your vanity

The purpose once given you
The commission bestowed
Will now be regret
regret to the life that was owed.

FREEDOM

To forgive you is my freedom
For where you, once came along
Fool, fool, fool and vain pride
You know where you don’t belong
Call who? call me what! Know me not

ok

“My name,” poor fool is “Betrayed”


Have we met before?