Word Up on me Not with lingual love
Forget me Please if this is all that you offer;
to sleazy Seize that which you desire
yet noncommittal Be Thee still to the fires;
that Truest Love brings to aLight
attempt Ye’ Not to break it down for me
how you suffered by others and trusted not
for I am not they whom minced words and actions
truths loosed from my heart shared freely from honest tongue
an unmeasurable many times
to be met only by your backward facing ears
unable to meet me present;
for Past wrongs bethought of from others
held you closely and stroked One’s fragile ego
lest accountability take hold and require greater effort
to seize upon a new day
and enter Genuine relation with another
such as I
where one’s each and every action
is an Expression of Love
and not merely a pumped up word
dialogued strategically with guile
merely meant to excuse one of misaligned deeds;
and non-deeds; indeed!
Woe unto He that plays his hand as such
for lonely be the days and nights
that hence forth come from such self serving pantomimes
So again I say with kindness;
though you might doubt that to be true
Word Up on Me Not! and properly
Forget Me True!
for undoubtedly the best course Be
to walk separately our Rested Lives through.
Sharon Brodbeck 09.01.21
Into the Mystic 