Name calling

Ecclesiastes 3:6 

A time to search, and a time to give something up as lost;
a time to keep, and a time to throw away;

 

Name calling

 

Yesterday I wandered … today I am lost

I only wanted to see the attractive

Now I am left to ponder … cannot pay the cost

no one to help me interactive

 

Yesterday seemed sensible … today only confusion

always find myself far from call

I name it crucial … in my own delusion

to escape from the uncomfortable after all

 

Who will pay the price for the choices I make?

I haven’t got a penny to my name.

Why do I despise and label others for my sake

unworthy and hypocritical in my shame?

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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