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Yesterday, inside your inner
circle,
today, just a face in the
crowd.
Yesterday, both friend and
lover,
today, shunned in your race
to escape.
Yesterday, cherished and
respected,
today, avoided and ignored,
no reasons
given.
Left . . . no pride to
defend.
Dumbfounded, in puzzlement.
Unanswered, the question why
be still echoing in the wind.
Take your pick, whim or fear
both reduce the grandest of
potentials
and most magnificent wondrous
dreams
into that which is no longer
visible,
just left for dead,
locked away deep inside
some archive of the mind.
like Einstein's great
theories
judged by the ignorant
as annoying chalk marks
scribbled on some ghetto wall.
By Shirl A. Steward
Written and copyright
January 2, 2010
| Note: This is not written
to/about a specific person however, it is a response to odd
behaviors I often see displayed in others temporarily
terrified of the 'heat' and, moreover, just a
reflection on the phenomenon of commitment phobia in general
which I've been known to study and write about.
As you can probably tell
from my site writings, I find all forms of illusion stemming
from so-called mental 'illness' and romantic love quite
fascinating . . . I am also one in love with love who
totally fails to understand this need humans have to fear
that which can bring so such beauty and happiness into their
lives.
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