He was the guidance of my life,
in my older youngest years,
I seemed to follow from a distance,
observing his career.
He seemed a Sultan on a throne to me,
for his accomplishments,
... a Pharaoh for the dreams that he achieved,
... a leader, for he seemed to know the way,
... Distorted, were the things that I believed.
In reflection, I later came to know,
that what I followed was a way,
... but, not the right way,
... because, it turns out I was honest,
he was partial, at the best ,
and he was said to be successful,
and at what ... other than being greedy,
- - - I dare not guess.
I was used for his own gain,
I don't regret it - - -
life's lessons have been shown,
and though he led me far from home,
he taught me more of ' real ' life,
than anyone that I have ever known!
Comments about this poem (REWD by Barry Van Allen )
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