...to do things i dislike doing,
to utter things i disagree with,
things that i deem as prevarications,
i think hard...and long,
i straighten my body,
especially my back...
but,
when i look around me, and see
dire circumstances, with palms opened
and eyes that beg....for all kinds of help,
physical, and otherwise,
i feel my back...bending........little by little,
'til i finally decide
to meet their eyes
...and briefly dip my feet,
...in a stream of white lies...
Sally
Copyright February 17, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 8:45 PM UTC
...to do things i dislike doing,
to utter things i disagree with,
things that i deem as prevarications,
i think hard...and long,
i straighten my body,
especially my back...
but,
when i look around me, and see
dire circumstances, with palms opened
and eyes that beg....for all kinds of help,
physical, and otherwise,
i feel my back...bending........little by little,
'til i finally decide
to meet their eyes
...and briefly dip my feet,
...in a stream of white lies...
Sally
Copyright February 17, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
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