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Last In Line
Contributed by
jaeann
on
Friday, 22nd October 2004 @ 02:49:40 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Second best,
my child.....
always last in line,
take another step
and you lose every time.
Learned the ropes early on
regarding temperance and delay
taught the value of patience
without showing anger on display.
Rewards for checks and balances
good little girl with an evil charm
learned the lesson of jealousy
and of how it brings her many a harm.
She needn't wrestle or harness
the siren within her soul
men's follies gave her righteous birth
while the little girl does the toll.
Second best,
my child....
always pushed out of line,
take another forward step
and you lose two every time.
Forever placed within an ideal
to further another's goal
she tastes the favors everyone gives
then she's left while on a roll.
She aches to somehow be one's all
that promise that is never kept
no energy empowered to serve or deal
no one's will to accept.
She spins on overdrive without an appeal
a nodded thought among just some
once they think to call her name
all of her won't be there to likely come.
Second best,
my child.....
always far from line,
take another tiny step
and you'll lose every time.
Her presence expected all for the rage
but whose to harvest what's sown
she paces then wilts and wiles away
then all that was reaped is blown.
The higher the dial the longer the stare
she's been to the top and beyond
they all think the have they answers
for the siren and the little girl to bond.
They read the words and between the lines
and think they can seize control
they trick her into believing she's okay
then siren leaves and little one is left unwhole.
Seond best,
my child....
always in the wrong line,
take another futile step
and you'll lose it all in time.
Just for once she needs a place
where her worth was never compromised
they came....they stayed....and she was truly safe
a space where she never feared surprise.
The risks she took to place the order
were ones she could ill afford
she's left without the capacity for endeavors
while all alone on her own accord.
Her rage is expected to cage itself
and then be ready on anyone's cue
forget the mind that feeds the siren
just bury the debts thus accrued.
Second best,
my child....
you've always been in this line,
take another selfish step
and you'll lose it every time.
Chances ripped away from her
she can never get past start
walking around in a perfect world
her sanity threatens to depart.
She tripped and left manipulation from the picture
siren berates her every day
for her stupidity and lack of judgement
little girl let it slip all away.
Second best,
my child.....
always far from line,
take another tiny step
and you'll lose every time.
When all is said and done
and they look for her one day
time for her to heal ya know
her colors will have run to gray.
The ticking near her window seat
gets louder with every moon
her body betrays her common sense
as will the siren taking over soon.
They all will wonder where she has gone
the little one who seeks to be free
she left while all their backs were turned
for she found out she could never be.
Second best,
my child.....
always out of line,
nothing left......out of step
as it happens every time.
Copyright ©
jaeann
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2004-10-22 02:49:40]
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Re: Last In Line
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by Avarice_Riot on
Friday, 22nd October 2004 @ 03:55:54 AM AEST
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| For some reason while reading this poem I felt chills down my spine. There is much emotion and depth here, and the girl's plight in this poem is easy to empathise with...all in all, an excellent write. Kudos to you :) |
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Re: Last In Line
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by Rakerman1999 on
Wednesday, 24th November 2004 @ 06:18:16 PM AEST
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I read this slowly.....as if you were saying the words. I get the feeling this is very personal write....and I think I am getting to know the soul behind the pen a little better .
Excellent write, so full of your heart
Roses
Larry |
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Re: Last In Line
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by autumngreeneyes on
Saturday, 8th January 2005 @ 10:22:24 AM AEST
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When all is said and done
and they look for her one day
time for her to heal ya know
her colors will have run to gray.
I think that explains it all..and that's the shame of it..soo much poetential..all gone..This is a beautiful write..well done..very well done. Sorry it took me so long to get here..:-( |
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