The Currency of Shame


I have a problem

It’s hard for me to say

I keep it hidden from others

The currency of shame in my transactions I pay

The tradegy of friendship

That most of us don’t see

The misplaced attention

The divided loyalties

If we run in a circle

Chase a tiger by the tail

No point A, no point B

Lost on the trail

The dark angel sings

Another life turns down

Caught in a web

Sigh with a frown

We can be surrounded by people

Yet none of them know

The darker secrets

We do not show

Are you aware?

The impression you make?

Upon your peers?

For their sake?

A pale winters day

The leaves fall…

Dried and brown

Another season passes

Another opportunity to be found

I have a problem

It’s hard for me to say

I keep it hidden from others

The currency of shame in my transactions I pay

DCG