my brother's keeper,
my reader's teacher?
I'm not sure yet.
Here's a piece, take a bite and tell me what you think:
There are these words
about love and loss
with some chains and freedom thrown in.
I saw the chains as a result of stale love,
possibly a false love (lust?, mistrust? thrust?)
most likely an incomplete love.
So these words of loss led me to believe
that freedom was simply understood once
one separated from this incompletion.
But the 'teacher' told us these chains represented
the suppression of the middle class
and all that commie crap.
And freedom came (according to teach)
from a woman able to stand up for herself
and dare to challenge the satus quo.
So I ask again: am I responsible for you,
my reader, my brothers and sisters?
I'd say, I'm trying to say something.
But if you get it wrong I won't kill ya for it.
Colin Long Time No See Co.
