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How Fast Things Can Change

She once said to me

That I’d never understand

She added

That I’d never be

A man

She screamed

At me

That’d I’d never amount

To anything

She would tell lies

To others

About how much I’d drink

And about

How messy I was

Whatever she could do

To make me seem

And feel

Less

Then I am

She said

It was pointless

To try to find meaning

In this world

She said

Responsibility for our actions

Isn’t needed

In a world

Without God

She poked and jabbed

At the fighter

And I

I was indifferent to it all


It’s crazy how fast things can change.


-C.H.

 
 
 

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