TTO ( / Washington State)

(((I'Ll Never Understand)))

Oh the vunerabilities of we mortals...
Influenced by the way the changeable wind blows...
Hurt to the core by the closing of my friends doors...
Oh so hurt-by the New York Rose;

From pictures in the Scrap Book of friends...
One day you're there-next your picture is gone...
Pushed to the back of your Friendship Album---
Wondering-always wondering- what went wrong;

Being challenged physically and emotionally daily...
To the victor so go the spoils?
The Worlds Palm Tree emerges quite bedraggled...
Grown in Brooklyns un-fertile soil? ;

Upper Eastside relevations...! ! !
Leaning near old Spanish town...! ! !
Harlems aspirations redefines my own reality...! ! !
I'm looking up to heaven but with tears of a clown;

We are each given the gift of faith and acceptance...
And our open ability to share our love...
In desperation when learning of being betrayed...
I plead and pray to my God up above;

For answers-so many answers...
As to their real reasons why...! ! !
Were our relationships just a masqurade of pretence-a means to an end?
For so easily-much too easily came the goodbyes;


June 14,2010

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