In My Way…

He side steps, doesn’t notice her, doesn’t notice her eyes, if she smiles, the frowns, way she dress’s, nothing, he notices nothing at all, he’s programmed, a robot, she has nothing he wants, she’s in the way. He stares across the counter, wonders what he needs, will he buy her a gift, will he buy some wine, will he, well if he wants something he usually gets it, that’s his way.  Modern successful man with ambition, everyone is in his way, can charm as good as Donald, builds up the network, works it day by day, if you are of use to me, well that’s the way the world operates he says, all busy just don’t get in my way. his relationships, they have never been successful, his children tell him what to do, his wife threatens to divorce him regularly, she’s got a good job doesn’t need his support, but he brings out the thrash and is warm on those long cold winter nights, no wonder, he wants it his way, some of the time.

looking for an excuse, you will be blinded by the options, there are so many who just want to blame someone, someone just as you, and me, and him and her, Donald

trump if you are a democrat, Hillary if your the other side, God if your an insincere prayer, it’s just one big circus out there. Solomon was reading an article, the outrage at what, last years hurricane victims forgotten, the fifty million killed in world war two, faintly a memory now. It starts with beginnings, and today was and is, the beginning,  amen.

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