LET ME GO
Please release me, let me go
Let me escape from your mental
Clutches. I walked with you with
Swagger, until you took me through
The briar patch and then as I pulled
Those briars out, light came into my
Veins and a could see over your darkness.
You pretended to be the light, but you
Were just light-fingered and took
Whatever I sent your way. You needed
To control which gave meaning as to why
Another certain person did not want
Regular hours. He did not want to be
Under your thumb, twenty-four seven.
He did not want to be the extrapolation
Part of your made up stories. Nor did I.
You said you wanted to be held in the
Crook of my arm and made a covenant
With me which you obviously never meant
To keep. I gave you four good years and
Then your neglected head wound turned
You upside down and everyone else was
To blame. That is not how life works. Humor
Is a two-way street. Someone is important
All the sudden after being neglected on
Three different occasions. I have kept my
Covenant to you. Stanski on January 24, 2024, ^
Steve Haarman 