It is not enough to be just ‘who’ we are today.

Especially if I am the one living my life,As it has been lived.And none of my experiences were given.They have been earned.With challenges that still exist!And breathe freely I do…Without being defensive about it!Nor do I become offended by ignorance.We all have our missions to accomplish.

To have you pay,For years and years.A sacrifice demanded,And reprimanding guilt.Just to have you accept,Deceptions dealt.Without regard or empathy,Of who has feelings deeply felt.Posturing?Yes!Who benefits…From this ‘bull’ that sits?No need for guesses to further depress.It will not be you.You are no where in view.You are not on the radar…Or on this selective menu.Neither as a…

And gritting teeth.Fists are balled….With eyes filled and streaming with hatred.Tears,Fed to face an enemy enforced.And the wish for conflict,Has idolism, symbolism with religious aspects…Tied to it all!For no other reason,Can this insensitivity felt…Remain as it is to exist.Although intentional…This merging of existence.Has come to crush resistance.And pain will be the outcome for everyone,In disbelief!Those…

In screwing over others.The ones who pursued,Their slanderous ways.Do they expect forgiveness…From those they have betrayed?Do they rush to God,When their backs are against the wall?Prior to their fall…All were seen busy shopping,Leisurely in malls.And now that their ‘values’Have either been repossessed,Or pawned.Do they seek empathy,From those they deceived…At the crack of dawn!To carry on…

Over something unforgotten from a past.And seeking to explain their side of held revenge.As life passes them by…Keeping wrapped and trapped inside.Hoping someone gives them a listening ear.To hear lingering sad melodies.Repeated to seethe the same agonies.And wanting anyone who comes along,To spare some empathy.But how much of that can one be expected to give?As…

Garden tomatoes.Fresh cucumbers.Celery and carrots…Kissed by,Vadalia Onion Dressing.And topped with raisins.Blanketed,By an awaiting tongue.