I let myself be recognized more for my failures to seize opportunities for personal gain by doing things that my betinoirs wanted me to do, which benefited them and a large number of others, than for not doing things that benefited no one.

So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough

With your dream of a family, children, and a happy home, you defused my exploding dreams.

I fell for it because it seemed within my grasp.

Your eyes focussed only on sweet things that life had on offer. It was no surprise when Ants emerged from your eyes as they were on a sweet trail.

I'm not as smart as you are, but I'm not a knucklehead to believe it all of the time.

I am not an advocate of peace.
But I want to understand
why there was a disagreement
in the first place.