SEEING THROUGH

I am tired of being rude, but

Don’t you know when no more

Means no more. You are more

Then I can handle. You come and

Tell me things that I already know

And I am supposed to be impressed.

I should nod my head in agreement

And praise you for your insight.

I am almost expecting you to take

Up a collection of money which

You will take to the poor. I want

To do my own collecting and reading

I do it already, and I don’t need

Coaching from someone who thinks

He has found an easy way to fulfill

His missionary assignment. My

Kindness in your mind gives you

Ownership of my goodness, but

Don’t count your chickens. I am at

The end of the trail with you and

You will have to find another way

Go find someone else to talk to

And wash their feet as an example

Of how to live and treat others.

Don’t forget I observe and report

And your actions are no longer

Looking good as I read them in my

Ledger. I think you understand so

We shall part for the last time, me

Wishing you well and you asking

For one more chance. I want to

Remind you that I can be a surly

S.O.B. if I must. I can’t say it hasn’t

Been interesting, but enough if

Not too much.

Stanski

May 5, 2023, ^