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Thursday, September 8, 2011

A Broken Stick



Misplaced hope
Oh, how mistaken I was
Unreliable man
My attempt to lean on you
So smugly wrong my part

If blame be dispensed
I bear the burden alone
You were far too weak
Immature - incapable
For that responsibility

A man-child
Useless
In a world of grown ups
My soul knew better
Still … I tried

A broken stick is
Feeble
Powerless to hold its own weight
Let alone …
Buttress that of another

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