Overstepping Boundaries Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking glasses staring backwards into the past, recreating
incessant patterns set up in childhood.

Building within, a barricade, limiting possibilities, caring
swept up, crumpled inside of ancient hopes and dreams.

Unfettered, unkempt, sidled against the world and it's
ignorance, the prime of life has passed too quickly and
turned around upon itself.

Watching liveliness die along the way, upsets the scheme of
things in future dealings with other people.

Counting on the reliability thought to be at hand, silently
tucked away, nothing can be counted on.

Opening doors to outstanding opportunities cannot be, because
of the negligence of caring.

Overstepping boundaries set in place ages ago has been a lie,
there have never been any, except in the minds of man.