6 Little Words
Hindsight, my friend, what do you see
As you gaze upon me?
Do we see the same?
Lies, deceit, betrayal, theft, promises ripped
Self-inflicted hate deeply bred
Raised to hate my name
Life leaped in, stirred the pot
Taught lessons I never yearned
See where I turned bitter?
Love found a way to add the salt to the wounds
They walk around with my heart
Shunned – runt of the litter.
Aware to my senses, finding fault in all
Ridicule and scorn my card
Banish them all if I could
Little eyes see all, yet still sees good all around
I awoke to these six words
Daddy, can’t you find any good?
Copyright © Anthony Amero | Year Posted 2010
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