Was That Me

When I look back 
  I don’t recognize myself

Was that me
  bad-mouthing my parents

Was I that mean
   Did I say that – to my sisters

Criticizing friends so cruelly
   always speaking foolishly

Who put that tongue in my mouth
   Was that me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Baker Avatar
May 7, 2022 at 2:46 PM
That's what awareness does for you, you look back and see it as it was, not as you thought it was. The veil is rent! The illusion is dispelled! I can see clearer now, wow! Thanks for the mindful poem, Gershon. I enjoyed it! Bill
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May 6, 2022 at 8:53 AM
Couldn’t of been Gershon….nope it wasn’t you!! Debx
Sands Avatar
May 6, 2022 at 5:21 AM
We were not allowed to in our house. Take care Gershon :)
George Avatar
May 6, 2022 at 12:32 AM
Forget about all the foolish things we did before . Correct the mistakes and start anew. If you have control over your tongue now, it is more than enough. You can be proud that you have improved from what you have been.
Seeker Avatar
May 5, 2022 at 8:39 PM
Watch life enact in slow motion as our hearts respond to love’s magic potion
Hankins Avatar
May 5, 2022 at 7:26 PM
You know, gw, I can honestly say I guarded my tongue well as a youngster. If I had misspoke to my father he probably would have removed it! My mother never warranted an unkind word. My sister...well, perhaps...a few times.
Bianco Avatar
May 5, 2022 at 7:24 PM
Hi Gershon, I love the simplicity and honesty.. I think our tongues were cut from the same cloth, Best wishes, Anthony
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