What Goes Around
There are those that never get "it",
have not the slightest clue where to begin, never mind where to end. Some might have started out right, but somewhere along the line loose sight.
At times the failure is assigned to planted seeds, on other occasions nutrients get the blame, then the soils are condemned, all sought as reasons for the turn of events to unfold in a given time.
Wham! Bam! Then, there all to clear, for most folks to see, professed oaths, loyalties and allegiances dressed in fancy frills, filled and puffed with fluffy stuff, suddenly stripped, laid unclothed, naked, empty, all faded away, gone, non-existent, vanished, nothing, superficiality left in ugly display. Yuck!
You've given your heart, soul, care, your everything and then... like waves washing away castles built upon the sand, a giant one comes dashing to clear it all away.
What is described to bring about such nasty words? Why, just think for one moment's time, when have you stopped,
turned, looked around, finding trust, love, brotherhood and just plain humanhood betrayed by someone you placed "it" in, I bet you have some-time, as have I.
You thought like was shared in kind, you certainly gave it your best, scraficed, self-denied, sollowed your pride, ate humble pie. Dam! What a crime!
So what, go have your cry, cant deny the time, dont kid, pain is the gift and so is deep hurt laying there in the dirt, but get up, stand up, step up, step high, put that one foot in front of the other....
yeah, yuh got it!
You do believe dont you, you gotta, what else is there, those exposed, uncovered, will go around again and then in the end...
they loose.
Yes, what goes, comes around.
T. Condon, Dec.'98
