they are all bitter
and far from the taste of sweet
from which I recall;
born Southern
raised in the Southern North,
graced us with its presence
during evening dinners,
but fell by the wayside
with classmates;
still, I was careful
who I brought home for dinner
and who I eventually
would want to wed;
still, memories of truth and justice
distorted by opinion and beliefs
did cloud my judgement
yet never once I kiss any ass.
13Oct14
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