My Fairy Tale
As I continue in this journey of
life
I have become a recluse to
avoid the strife
But regardless of all my
dedicated attempt
Every last person that gets
close is contempt
This betraying sabotaging
seems a trend
Without support trust
compassion~there is no friend
There seems to be a breed who
sucks on soul
Judging criticizing hidden
enemy their goal
They think hurting failing is
good game
But if good game ain't
money~don't attach my name
It is a sad solitude sorrowful
thing
Yet I'm secondhand, this is
their very being
Is this walking living proof of
the devil
Heartless soulless DECEIVERS
out to meddle
To think if so much was put into
as much good
Each and every focused on
being all they should
Where trust love honesty
security abound
From town to city to state, the
whole world round
Minding to self tending to own
and acting grown
Then maybe beyond safe
haven, heaven on earth would
be known...
Copyright © Bambi Graf-Burnham | Year Posted 2013
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