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Traffic Light
I'm red...
enraged...bitter...angry...
I'm red because I'm hateful....I'm red because I'm resentful...
I'm enraged because I am not where I want to be...
I was the “chosen oneâ€...
I was better than everyone else...or so I was taught.
I was supposed to have the perfect life.
But I didn't pay attention to the signs.
Caution…Yield….Stop
It couldn't possibly have worked.
Doomed from the beginning. Born in sin.
Vows exchanged..
I know because I was there.
Should have been me...but it wasn't...
I shouldn't have...but I did.
I paid in the end...paid dearly.
I couldn't maintain it.
I tried everything I could
Even changed corners..
Karma...
Now..
I'm green...
envy....jealousy...spiteful...
I envy your spirit...I envy your resilience...your ability to shake it loose...
Bounce back.. Brush ya' shoulders off...stand tall
Bent but never be broken
Indestructible
You a baaad mutha…shut cho’ mouth!
I hate that about you...never waver
I've been broken....battered....beaten...bruised
Transformed my soul..
Shattered my spirit...
Damaged goods...
Green means go...and they do
They never stay long...
Pedal to the metal....
Zero to Sixty in 3 seconds flat...
They learn and they burn...rubber that is
They say it couldn't be ALL of them...it has to be me
So yeah, I'm green
Because I couldn't keep it together
But the next ones did...
I'm yellow...
scared...mistrustful...a coward
I stay in the shadows...lurking
Doing my damage from a distance
Throw rocks and hide my hands
Scared that someone may find out who I really am...
Trust no one....not even.....myself
I'll throw you a fake smile...
Then I'll throw you some shade...
Hoping against hope that you'll never succeed....
But praying even harder that you never find out that it's me...
It was I who placed the knife in your back...
Remember that last embrace?...
Shhh....mums the word...
Quiet as kept...
I'm the jackal....
Clean up the scraps
After the battle
Then slink back to the comfort of my lair...
To wait for the light to change again....
© Sean M. Macon 2013
