why must I always be the thief
I only came to measure the pace
in fits and starts
the hourglass can’t hold me
my reception matched
only with unexpected departure
I am broken too
always among you
and them
invited rarely and with caution
wishing to be quietly
riding the flow

I feel your tears of rage.
Written with true feeling.
LikeLike
thank you David
LikeLiked by 1 person