Rage And Thumb (an older write I dug up)


Mama’s rage
Papa’s thumb
Prying eyes from someone else

Ran
Dragged
Pulled
Pushed

Every direction
All at the same time

Decisions
Pre determined

Fate played it’s straight

I only two pair
Ace’s and eight’s
The dead man’s hand

Stuck now
Trapped
stretched to the limit

In the middle
Never a chosen side

Chained to the new
Crushing weight of the old

Unstable
Cracked
Pieces of sanity long fallen off

Yet
Always a perfect smile
A polite hello

Everything hidden
An invisible veil

Secret scars
Endless nights

Mama’s rage
Papa’s thumb
Others prying eyes

Had bigger dreams….

Didn’t choose this life…

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