I learned to:
” Play nice, be fair, don’t worry your turn will come”
I was told:
” Sit down, be quiet, listen to other people- they have feelings to”
I was such a good student:
I learned to hold the door open for everyone else and watched them pass me by
with a smile on their face and a pat on my head as they strode through
head held high
Righteousness flowing through their veins a wild river of purity racing to their heart
filling them with pride.
Until just for fun
I let the door swing shut.
It was that easy
to break away from my place
where my feet were nailed to the floor
to spit out words forced into my mouth, a smile stitched on my lips
with indifferent, patronizing bony hands.
I walked away
Why did I wait this long
Daily Prompt: Clean