Accountability
Admittance to the bazaar is free...
Actions cause reactions,
Fractions blaze through with the hacking.
Backing the snitches blindly,
Still all just sheep, not a peep from a real man listening.
One, Stop.
They all follow now,
Ask them from where? Why now? Toward what end how?
Disappointly not a single voice,
could explain the intent or sense of their choice.
Each move still results,
prophets fulfilled, same end, you lose.
He had written from the start,
that collectively the impact would be nothing but a false start.
True love was within their reach,
Alas, the pains of life were destined to breach.
Fragile and rarified our love was smothered soon,
The hope for a chance allowing time to offer bloom.
Once the highest in the room,
The one was now doomed with gloom.
His birthdays are no longer celebrated as before,
with the cadence of each evenings moon.
With fate and destiny in stalemate state,
The virility of the hero would build its weight.
Burgeoning the day where a reckoning,
Would champion his chosen one back, he wins.
About the Creator
Brandon Oldfield
40 year old father. Curious but considerate. Mindful, yet bold and paced. Emotionally intelligent, tech focused, and results oriented. Inspired mostly by the people I meet walking my personal path. Leader, Communicator, and Winner.
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