Help Me.
But the word 'fairness' never crossed my lips.
When I was overpowered and nearly lost my light, their bad luck became my good fortune.
Fly.
But the words 'thank God' never crossed my lips.
When I made ties, they cut them.
Keep Going.
But the word 'justice' never crossed my lips.
When I took their light, my heart grew heavy.
Breathe.
But the word 'regret' never crossed my lips.
When we made the contract, my power retreated.
Help Me.
And the word 'Father' crossed my lips for the first time...
I hope step preceded that horrific word. I have one such folk in my midst..... he may utter such frightful words. He fights it... and I have not the energy to deny it anymore. BUT; I know, at some point in time he will rejoice or curse the day I assisted in his upbringing.
ReplyDeleteMy stepfather is a great guy, actually. I was just contemplating the evolution of human consciousness in a brain-farty kind of way...
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