Disillusioned Disappointed
Disillusioned / Disappointed
In your desperate attempt to find
a companion, a man who is of the right kind.
Possessed with qualities, one of a bright mind
who can give, who can set your free, with you he will live.
In me, you seem to see the kind of man you want to be
with - in hours to live, in hours to kill, in hours to see
life as it is, as it should be, as you want it to be - free
from all the experiences taking us past the ability to give .
It is not for us, but to understand – not assign blame
for all that we are – have become in our world of shame
for all that we do to ourselves, to others in the name
of survival, self-preservation, in the throes of life’s game.
So my dear – in this life – we live the best we can give.
B. J. “A ” 2
March 14th 2003
Copyright © William J. Jr. Atfield | Year Posted 2014
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