Stranger Danger

What it feels like to lose ...

Somebody's past was tense.
Now I'm left with the dreams of the lost.
But you're still living.

That's what makes the hurt even worse.

Disconnected from the familiar
The familia.
Prodigal is a pretty strong word
Perhaps it sounds like a curse.

Does it arrest your attention?
Perhaps if I speak in Spanish or German you'll listen.
Aviso, Achtung!

Trading in safety
Trading in friends
In exchange for a little fun.

Stranger danger.

I wonder which will come first,
Pride or Fall?
The serpent was the most beautiful angel of all.
Independence often taste like apples.

Ever notice anger looks a lot like danger?


Brett Lee
Poetry Ministry
© 2008

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