One sentence explains so much.
|A Twisted Telling
You opened the door a crack
and the memory slipped out.
A story, told many times
but this time..so much prejudice.
"We were poor!"
The sentence laden with contempt.
The memory twisted with those words.
The tone finally giving clarity.
A man, middle aged and proud
with a life changing choice.
The doer became the teacher,
his actions the lessons for many.
Anguish now recounted.
Change brought supposed loss.
Fear and malice revealed
the echoes of an angry child.
So much sadness in the understanding.
The pursuit of lucre,
status, the armor for a wounded heart.
Your justification, safety.
Dreams of the young now questioned,
no wisdom only judgement.
Actions always betraying
the lessons you failed to learn.