raised by angels and rakes
broken teeth left on the asphalt
holes in the shoes on my feet
privilege to eat at the table
gold to fill in my teeth
built myself a mansion
so others could adore me
only to sleep alone
under its sheets
had I listened much better
to the wise ones
to their where’s
and their when’s
standing atop of the rubble
would’ve known
there’s no such a thing
as self made men
We never listen when we should. We only remember after the fact. Enjoyed this
Thank you for the read Fia
Bat
Powerfully penned, Bat. Fantastic read my friend. No such thing, indeed. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you Damian, Good to see you here. Thanks for the read. Have a great day!
Bat
I don’t believe there really are self made men. We all ride the backs of others even if we don’t think so.
Powerful. Your words are powerful.
Maybe I will call you Bat Man.
Thanks for the read Adira. Just don’t call me late for dinner!
Bat