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Words

by Wynn Wagner

Out Of Focus

Cold, cold air from the north
Blows in to finish the year.
But none as cold as the hero's spear
That cut me ear-to-ear.

"You're the tops. You're a sweetie,"
Flow the kudos, sincerely played.
But her actions are out of focus
With the words she has portrayed.

I put her on a pedestal,
And admired the path she made.
I'm sure she didn't mean to hurt
When her words by her actions were flayed.

Shall I shield myself tomorrow
Barring others with a blockade?
Can I keep myself from sorrow
Scarring this life thus remade?

I hear the words but see the deeds,
And the difference has me dismayed.
'Cause the saddest sounds that were ever made
Are the words that my hero betrayed.

--Wednesday, December 01, 1999

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