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Settle the Score

I left my home town once. To take a look around. I still heard all the rumors. They came from miles around. Well I started laughing, cause it's nothing new to me. They just rolled off my back. Have a look and you will see. It still makes me a little angry. Come on and give me some more. Just be ready to back up those words. One day we'll settle the score. I heard all the stories. Heard them all once or twice before. That life you live must be boring. Wait till you see me walk through that door. Since I was gone I've learned a thing or two. While I was traveling around. I see life in a new way. So I'm coming back around. So do you still numb yourself. No rumor here but just a fact. A little cocaine while you talk of others. A little monkey on your back. I know that hurts, the truth usually does. You weren't ready for my response to the rumor mill. Well I've taken off my gloves. My old man once told me. Keep your back straight and always walk tall. So now I'm standing before you. Now you look so small. The fear is see is in your eyes. You can see i'm a changed man. Found a new way to live my life. So yours can't bring me down. I see you don't feel so well now. You look a little sick. Stop petting the monkey on your back. My only words to you are try to start to live. I'm not going to do anything to you. I see how you have grown to weak. Living that life has been hard on you. You should think about the words you speak. I left my home town once. To take a look around. Thought I would hear some rumors. I never heard a sound....

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Date: 1/15/2010 2:40:00 PM
This is such a great write, from start to finish! How I can relate! I left my hometown too, and eventually also left my country. Small mindedness is frequent around us, not only in hometowns, and we are so conditioned by acquired concepts sometimes. But it is when you get out of the so called "norm" that you find life. Inspiring write for me. Glad to have come across it. And thank you for your kind comments on my poem too. Best wishes, Caroline.
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