Reflection

 

The pain of gullibility stings

When I look back it seems

 

Yet, only I know the fortitude

My mind had to create

In order to stand my fate

 

To look it in the eye

And see the reign my mentality wrought

as it sought

To implore the depths of my deceit

 

A sickening feat

No least I am what I am

today and yet will become

To be

 

Whether that is to be

A man or Whoa-man

One of them stands

to remind the beast of all

 

To pause to ponder

The nurturing nature

Of woman

11-12-98