because it is your birthday
she said, «you only fight so much,
because you are alike, so much.»
and how i'd cringe, those words did grate
like fingernails that scrape down slate!
to think we share a single trait - ha!
me, share a trait with one so gormless,
devoid of id & ego, formless?
whose hollow head's completely lacking,
all the brains have gone a'packing!
give that empty head a whacking!
but time will do the strangest things with what we think we know.
as time reveals the truth of things, reversal starts to show.
the words that then i would deny, vehement and loud,
those very words leave me today inordinately proud.
2 Comments:
I like this poem.
:)
now, you go write something, too.
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