June 1, 2004

• Inappropriate

  
  

   

  
  

  The humor, the darkness

  
  

  The stab in the back

  
  

   

  
  

  The laughter so reckless

  
  

  So daunting, so dark

  
  

   

  
  

  It sets thought in motion

  
  

  And cannot fall back

  
  

   

  
  

  Punishing vastly

  
  

  Yet so underserved

  
  

  
  

  Done have you nothing

  
  

  At onset or end

  
  

   

  
  

  To bring on this anger

  
  

  And torment my friend

  
  

  Fear, facts and fiction

  
  

  Produced ‘round another

  
  

   

  
  

  Unjustly set free

  
  

  On your inocent shoulder

  
  

   

  
  

  Inappropriate actions

  
  

  Persecution unfound’

  
  

   

  
  

  Rise from within me

  
  

  Chastisement unbound

  
  

  
  

  Done have you nothing

  
  

  At onset or end

  
  

   

  
  

  Yet you’ve had to swallow

  
  

  This pill in the end

  
  

  Departing from pathways

  
  

  So deeply ingrained

  
  

   

  
  

  Is not in my nature

  
  

  I’ve often complained

  
  

   

  
  

  But it leaves no excuse

  
  

  To hide from the truth

  
  

   

  
  

  I’ve behaved rather badly

  
  

  And I’m sorry my friend

  
  

   

  
  

  Please forgive me

  
  

   

  
  

   

  • 9:20 am
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