I dropped my conscience
Like an atom bomb
On the man I once was
I didn't burn the bridge
I took a flame thrower to it
Now you try to swim across
Whoever you seek
I haven't been able
To reach
Since before my mind switched sides
There's only so much
One man can take
In a short period of time
I have regrets
I have my shame
With nobody to blame
The transition from
Boy to man is usually
A conditioning within
the rat race
Yet every once in a while
its born of
the flames of rage.
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Author:
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Comments1
Great poem. Unfortunately we cannot control the growing up part. It just happens, sometimes in fits and spurts, and we have to try to make the best of it.
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