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Night Vision

Sitting here at five in the morning, most everyone is still asleep except for the sad, lonely and the retched. Suddenly I hear voices and as i step out to investigate i hear the sound of two people who seem to be struggling to maintain a relationship. From the words I hear it sounds as though it may be vanishing into the rubble of lost love.From there where I stood i could hear the frustration. she is saying I do everything for you and you want more and more.I hear Him criticizing Her very being till she begs for just a small moment of peace. I am no longer able to hear His comments but I don't have to. As I walk away so as not to invade their privacy, i suddenly realize it was not so long ago I had the very same struggle.It comes to me that I as a man and we as men seem to have this overwhelming tendency to control our women. WE must always be on the alert for the wolf for he will take her away. so we often try to manipulate our women's minds.we twist all manor of situations. We create confusion. We make them feel bad about themselves. Suddenly I realize it is we who drive away the thing we love the most, thus leaving Her to the wolf. It is I/we who have lost, because that's not love. So i sat there going over all the twist and turns that has now left me alone and sad. i think to myself if I remember what I have learned, love may someday be mine to have, but I know it's an illusion. Hearing crying that got louder and louder till I realized it was me, Somehow I knew it was the sound of all of us. WE who walk endless, going nowhere, living in a moment in time that has already past and seemingly never to return. All i could do was scream from my soul for all of us. WE ARE SO SORRY!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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