Have I No Shame? Poem by Sarah Sisson

Have I no shame? None.
I have hidden myself for

so long under an artistic
blanket and where has it

gotten me...? Artistic, that is it.
I know now that I missed out

on so much because of my pride.
When I see others dancing around

the fire of common lifestyles I think
to myself....they have had nothing of

themselves to really loose or even give
away. So here here we all are. The ones

that have the art for knowing life to give.
Have we been shattered enough to give freely?

And simple enough to desire respect and popularity?
It is a choice. What do you really desire?

Copyright 12-27-2008 ©® Sarah Sisson