Jul. 28, 2017

Curb Stomp

Shedding my skin;
I've seen your light,
It shines within,
The truth blinds bright.

It's not about what's right or fair
Ne'er to do with human err,
No, always it's the bottom line,
What fills your pocket; helps you climb.

You're very young
Yet learning fast, 
The ways in which the buck is passed -
Spin the story; they'll finish last.

I can almost feel
The curb stomp you've laid
I wish you well,
My dues I've paid.