You
Who are so sweet
And so concerned
And so consensual
You
Who wishes me nothing but love and joy
You
Who takes my words and bends them
Like twisted shards of crystal quarts
Made to a shank to splice me
You who sees only you
Who takes the poem from the poet and locks it behind bars of music
You who imposes yourself upon others
Leaves the space for freedom scheduled
Seethed by the scythe of self-construct
You
You do NOT care
You do NOT wish me well
You do NOT have my happiness in mind
You just want to look like the guy everyone thinks you are
Universal Applicability Here
The ego wars with the community and if there are enough winds the ego grows. Nice rant. You go woman!
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thanks love, sometimes I am too willing to forgive the ego and keep the peace....this time I had to do that several times to realise keeping the peace meant standing my groun with the ego!
Much Love
Ashley