Serving Masters
I don't, for my life,
Understand why...
In my mind I still serve,
Long gone masters of my past...
Who've long forgotten me,
And to whom I wasn't worth...
A second glance to cast...
Yet inside I still seek to please
These treacherous masters,
Who once my loyalty did seize...
Regardless of this knowlege,
The haunting goes on...
Some day I pray shake it,
It was all but a con...
Copyright © Tom Bell | Year Posted 2007
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