SELFISHNESS





"Call me…"


Once again
Up against the wall
Arms and legs spread
Position assumed
Arrested for ludicrous conduct
Charged with trusting you

To be mature
Basic respect
Use your head
And get it straight

Once again
I am the fool
If only you knew the effort
Chain doll fractured
Now crushed into dust
By irrelevant carelessness

Distracted selfishness
Is your heart weak and tired
Or are your intentions mired
Cruelly immersed
In some perverse
Head game to the death

Romantic homicide, sensual drive-by
And I'm left lying dead cold
Hollowed by heartless bullet holes
When they come to retrieve me
In self-absorption you'll claim
You were actually aiming
For someone else instead

Since you're ignorant to the target
And a blind shot at best
Your bullet ripped through my heart
Completely missing my head
Which I wish you had blasted
Blown clear away

Because that is how I felt
Similar to that day
My only child was taken
Far away my heart wanders
Rarely to confide
But in your confidence
I now realize

How unjustly I judged you
Gave false credit undeserved
Paroled my innermost
Only to get burned
My heart will never be imprisoned
Where criminals like you belong

Busted for drive-by selfishness
Spread up against the wall
I want no excuse or alibi
And you can forget
That phone call
~





DBrown Fisher
© Sept 1998

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