Parting Shots Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

A's parting shots lack credibility
when 'B' plays deaf to what the former says,
dismisses pat, claps pat on back, gainsays
hurt's authenticity as tiresome bee
which stings, and, stinging, ends its history,
self-sacrifice as price the piper pays.
When grieving party's well-worn patience frays,
recrimination's compensation fee
falls fast on par with mediocrity,
mocked by clock, block, gridlock, life's time-trap maze,
forlorn, frustration born, torn goals betrays,
morality scorned by mortality.

Need shouts vain roundabout, seeds painful essence,
plight shutters light, doubts' surf trace evanescence.