BITTER

I admit it. I am Bitter

Bitter
Because I am a woman scorned
Because love is now a dream deferred
Because forever never comes and
Tomorrow is never promised

So Bitter
That my tongue burns to speak the word love, though my heart can never recognize the concept
That every ounce of sweetness I can muster seems wasted, with none left to share
As time passes, so does the pain
In its wake lies the emptiness of sour buds

I admit it. I am Bitter

Bitter
Because every step forward is met with a familiar shove
Because hard work is rarely appreciated and never rewarded
Because love and loyalty has been replaced with greed and its ugly friend jealously and
Lives are destroyed with no remorse

So Bitter
That even fiction seems real and truth a fallacy
That nobility is ancient and not worth its measure
That coins mean more than hearts and green is no longer exuberant
As the earth spins, so does the minds of youth with no end in sight

How do we come back?
How do we make this right?

I will take one bowl of humanity, two cups of kindness, served with melted hearts and a smidge of honesty.
Can you nestle in a helping hand, a crumb of appreciation, no hate please and

Blend

Add reciprocity, please

Taste

Ahh! Sweetness
At last

-CLH