Prove Me Wrong

(This is the first thing I’ve written in almost a month, so please forgive its rambling. ~ is there because ficpress didn‘t show my lovely stanzas. So ~ indicates the end of a stanza. )

You said that I should never make a

General opinion about a large group of people

or things! because all generalizations are dangerous

And sooner or later someone would want my

Head on a platter. Needless to say, this was

Less than cordial, but you have yet

To prove to me why I shouldn’t

Once upon a time you saved my life

And I thanked you. don’t know why but

I did and no one questioned my motives for

losing track of my life to begin with

If they did, maybe things would, I don’t know

Turn out differently. And then maybe

I could make generalizations again

Somewhere far from here there’s something that says

You did care once. I’d like to believe it but

You kept stepping on me (my toes?) and now

I’m sad. And you don’t know why and really

I should be laughing because I swear it’s funny

Yet somehow I’m not. The general populace

Is I swear

You knew about how I burned my last rope and

Slew my last dragon and you knew because I

told you. It’s not my fault you chose to ignore me

(Isn’t that what you always do?)

I

Am

Sick of you

And your damn generalizations which were always

So dangerous, so if you please to prove me wrong

Care to leave me alone, as well