I've succumbed
To The Golden Rule,
I'll do to me
What I do unto you.
If I'm the cause
Of sorrow and tears,
Know you I've lodged
The same for years.
Should I be
The source of mirth,
Make you laugh,
Relieve the dirth,
Know that I too
***** this earth.
When I'm criticial
Of your best efforts,
You fall short
Of what's expected,
I'll look inside,
To see what I could be.
Though I'm annoyed
With your flip-flopping,
I know I've been known
To be the one that waffles.
Now comes the part
That deals with heart.
God forbid
I break yours in two,
But know you that
Mine breaks too.
When your days take hold,
When you grey and grow old,
I'll tend your needs,
Do what I please.
And when our lives
Stop being our light,
And dark prevails,
And day is night,
And we've departed
This corporeal cesspool,
I'll know I succumbed
To The Golden Rule.
Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 10:59 AM UTC
I've succumbed
To The Golden Rule,
I'll do to me
What I do unto you.
If I'm the cause
Of sorrow and tears,
Know you I've lodged
The same for years.
Should I be
The source of mirth,
Make you laugh,
Relieve the dirth,
Know that I too
***** this earth.
When I'm criticial
Of your best efforts,
You fall short
Of what's expected,
I'll look inside,
To see what I could be.
Though I'm annoyed
With your flip-flopping,
I know I've been known
To be the one that waffles.
Now comes the part
That deals with heart.
God forbid
I break yours in two,
But know you that
Mine breaks too.
When your days take hold,
When you grey and grow old,
I'll tend your needs,
Do what I please.
And when our lives
Stop being our light,
And dark prevails,
And day is night,
And we've departed
This corporeal cesspool,
I'll know I succumbed
To The Golden Rule.
