stone
Sometimes I feel like i have been trained
To be a stepping-stone
Wondering how it happened
That I allowed it so
And people latch on
Then go when they got their fix
As I lay here..confused.
Was I not with you on a throne?
a piece missing from
As I watch them parade around
With my nose
I got what was coming to me
Ain't it keep happening
Again and again?
Boy, wouldn't it be by now
I would be used to it
Used to it
Made a stepping stone
They leave and kick but come back so sweetly again
Almost can never be left alone
Yet ...
A stone
Perfectly a stone
To watch their eyes stare at mine
And feel them to tell me to hush
As they celebrate
How dare I speak?
Should I be quiet because I might get them in trouble..
Don't want them to get in trouble!
Because I care for them because they don't know yet what they do... Everyone needs to learn and ...
I am the stone
The bible taught me so
To be like Jesus: empathy and compassion for your fellow brothers and sisters
I have been for years
And here I am a stone
A stone
Perfectly
But shhhhhh...
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