Where Has It Gone
Where has it gone? I had it just...
To grant me peace of mind.
For as you see... it's up to me
To keep the dregs in line.
I felt naked in its absence...
Unsure how to bear the cost.
Beset with want and worry...
I would search for that now lost.
I peered 'neath my feathered bed
But only dust was there to see.
I checked beside the bellied stove
But naught was there to be.
Full of righteous waffling...
With mirrored judgments to process.
I alone... would cast forth stones
To rid the world of excess.
With an arrogance stoked in hubris...
I found on the shores of pride's debris...
My life companion and trusted friend...
Oh sweet hypocrisy.
The End
Copyright © David Mchattie | Year Posted 2024
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