Callous Indifference

When she called

you turned your back

content with your disgust

your unending anger

for your golden child failed

never rising to the bar you had set

never following the dreams you wrote.

How dare she?

Turned away from the life the you dreamt

from the path you wrote

forging her own way

her own dreams

without a thought to your needs

wants

desires.

Now standing

rain soaked

grey life resides

even though the sun does shine

her light forever gone

the golden child has become no more

does you rigidness offer you cold comfort at night?

Does your disdain hold you close?

Does the righteous anger wipe your tears?

Staring at her name

trembling finger caresses

carved into marble

dates

gone so young

never taking the hand held out

a chance for reconciliation

now gone.

©Aug. 21/22