Clocked Out

I offered thee mine hand;

And inside its grasp was the glory of Eden;

Scornfully thou didst stick up thine nose…

And I vowed I would find a more worthy woman.

With my dying breath I would avenge your blindness;

With my living breath I would up-end your harshness with kindness;

True treasure need only be discovered, for it is already aware of both its shine and value;

You- you just wanted freedom to decrease both our values;

But now thou art bankrupt and I have struck gold;

Thou formerly possessed the entrance to clock in to my love…

But one who has surpassed you hath punched in the code…

And you my dear-

Have been clocked out.

**

~The Wordsmith

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