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by Michael Sep 7, 2017
Life, society /
meaning of life
I was the tested water; of their boundaries
their fingers never got burned; but I was still
I was given fruit; by their trusted palms
but they knew the bite was forbidden
Leaving me with the after taste
They said always tell the truth; so when
I did tell the truth; of their lies;
I was slayed a liar and told to stop telling tales;
so either way it didn’t matter..
..apart from the pain
I was told always keep to the right
side of the tracks; but never told why,
so my curious side turned left; and I
ended up the wrong side of the tracks
But when only a child
I really had no idea; what was really
the good or right thing to do
and maybe, I thought I cant
wait to see what school will
I bear scars you cannot see; or,
the acrid taste; that repeats in me; nor,
show you the wrong side of the track; not
going to prove anything; going backWell I don’t care if you
by Dagmar Wilson
Lots of emotion and thank you for sharing. All the very best.
Thank you Dagmar :)
by Mandy Earl
Michael, you always put out such potent writing, I can feel your emotions in it. Thank you for sharing <3
Thank you Mandy for your lovely comments as ever :)
by Kitty Cat Lady
Ah Michael ... the confusion! Again I just want to hug the young you. So personal and beautifully written as always x
Thank you Kitty K Lady
Sometimes the ghosts come, but letting them go through poetry helps bit by bit...
and your lovely comments as always
Michael, a powerful strong write. It's raw and deeply personal so I thank you posting this.
Thank you, a chest-lifter :)
Heart trembler Em?
I get it x
Indeed it is!!
by - Mr. Darcy