cure of sun

how am I an idiot?

let me count my days

offering opinion when one was

neither necessary nor needed

by being an angry voice

when all around lay a sea of peace

running my mouth

lying cheating bullshitting obfuscating

& not learning quick enough

from all these mistakes

running from shadows

frightened by the night of others

went a’roaring as if that

cured one thing ever

pushed hard in a slow pulling time

fought where fighting did not fit

& a kind word could fix

soft apology might cure

held my head high

when a bowing

would have done

refused to let light in

the cure of sun

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