I am forced to admit,
Never did I think of this
This topic
Because I am a narcissist
You have opened my eyes
And, much more importantly…
My mind
I was a bully
In the Navy
In
Iraq
In Afghanistan
In Sinai
—All over the world
I was ‘in charge’ of men and women.
I chastised and I criticized.
The ‘Mission’ was all that mattered
To me
I was wrong.
What mattered
Truly mattered
Was the people
Screw the mission.
I finally came to understand that
But it took some time
And some soul searching
(I NEVER NEVER used my authority to abuse a woman—and no!–Not Protesting to much–I abused equally–male, female, other)
Now I am dying.
But I will die at least believing I was, after all, a good and decent man
My Cherie-Amour,
I am forced to admit,
Never did I think of this
This topic
Because I am a narcissist
You have opened my eyes
And, much more importantly…
My mind
I was a bully
In the Navy
In
Iraq
In Afghanistan
In Sinai
—All over the world
I was ‘in charge’ of men and women.
I chastised and I criticized.
The ‘Mission’ was all that mattered
To me
I was wrong.
What mattered
Truly mattered
Was the people
Screw the mission.
I finally came to understand that
But it took some time
And some soul searching
(I NEVER NEVER used my authority to abuse a woman—and no!–Not Protesting to much–I abused equally–male, female, other)
Now I am dying.
But I will die at least believing I was, after all, a good and decent man
Great poem, Lance! Thank you so much for your thoughts.
Great posts Cherie, simply great
Thank you so much, Bob. You don’t know how much your comment means. 😊😊😊