It is better to be sidekick
than hero. All I must give
is loyalty and that only briefly
as I appear in the shadow
of his sun. My actions, my heart
never questioned. His errors called
before the masses and publicly
paid; when I slip it is not far
to fall, and humility is ever
my currency. If I get caught
up elsewhere, killed in battles
of his making, is it not just
a way to pay my smaller sins?
I said from the outset I would die
for him. If only it would do him good.
People need to know a great man
can love and grieve. Itβs reassuring
to see heβs made of our same clay.
Thought-provoking, Jennifer!
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Hoping that’s a good thing. π
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Definitely a good thing π
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I meant to comment Saturday and then the weekend happened. So finally — is this The Ballad of the Free Rider? I am not sure what inspired this poem, but it is utterly fascinating both politically and socially. All I can think is about how this rings so true for the office! Confident you did not really intend anything so banal, but I found myself saying, ‘Yeah. That is how my day went!’ Thanks for validating us down in the banal world of office stuff. π
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Well, I think it could be a song for sidekick-types. π I was working from a couple of characters I’ve been writing on and off for a few years…thinking (hoping) it could have a larger resonance.
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You succeeded! Definitely.
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