Wednesday, November 4, 2009

One Revolution

When I was born, Im told
The sun shone brightly,
And families were ecstatic.
Don't remember anything till I was three.
I know - I never cried.

Aunts, uncles, neighbours would obsess,
happy to see a healthy, active child
Growing steadily.
I know - I never fell ill.

Parents were always with me,
After all, I was helpful, truthful, intelligent.
Teachers praised me. Friends adored me.
I know - I never spoke much.

I never had any addictions,
Was never convicted.
Had never been kissed.
I know - I was never popular.

I got married, had children.
Employers were happy - I worked hard.
Co-workers were pleased - I was never a threat.
I was a good partner, and a dutiful parent.
I know - I did a good job.

I am old now, wishing -
I had cried.
Fallen Ill.
Spoken more.
Been popular.
Had to my credit - more than 'just a job'

Maybe, maybe then I would not have been so alone

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