Rules

 He stands before me in second place 

Almost beyond compare

Except for the uncompromising beauty 

Of the one whose love I bear

Who knows whose time is coming

When or how or where

Soon the question will be answered

The solution to problems laid bare

Unfortunately the world isn't simply

Drawn in lines straight and square

Sometimes second comes first

Often the world isn't fair

Pawn

I have been your pawn
Your willing slave
Have I done your bidding well enough?
Followed your rules?
Toed the line?
Still you say it's not enough
You have emptied me
Taken the best
Left me nothing
But a broken shell
Perhaps someone else
Will come across me
And fill me
And make me
Whole again

Don't Forget

There is no pleasure for the penitent

No savior for the just

A battered bag of bones

Lies beaten, bleeding and bruised

In shouting at the wicked

We oftimes forget the compassionate

Cooler heads cannot prevail

When ardent passion rules

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