Old dogs..new tricks

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    Old dogs..new tricks

    I carried myself in life
    As nothing short
    Of a wolf without a path
    Snapping at dreams of change
    My pack abandoned
    An omen they deemed unfit
    To share the same road
    Now free to live
    Under my own power
    No soverienty
    To keep my restless spirit contained
    Athority
    Was what I made of it
    Or so I thought
    Without my crew
    I was but one individual
    My old power
    Was nothing in the eyes
    Of this twisted society
    No support behind me
    Vulnerablility was inevitable
    Fear replaced Confidence
    Like everything I worked hard for
    Was crumbling at my feet
    Adapting to my destructive enviroment
    My heart went callous
    Under the stain of abandonment
    All seemed predictable
    My blood dyed bitter
    Until one very humble spirit
    Changed my chains of fate
    She had been through the same
    Deception and hardship
    Following her like a shadow
    Unable to be cast away
    Her friends a union
    Made from a lack of self confidence
    Yet what made them weak
    Was also their source of power
    Stronger than what made mine
    Of course i was too proud
    Afraid of feeling weak and soft
    But left a broken figure
    Of what I once was
    Anything felt like a minor salvation
    Like a dream
    Nothing else mattered
    Warm rays brightend a cold corpse
    Deprived of love more or less friendship
    As if I had found a new place
    An area within the darkness
    Were a soul can be wind and free
    An old dog learned a new pathway
    My head on her lap
    I take a new course for the future
    Finding misfortune conflicted souls
    All the while showing the better side to life
    To show acceptance...to set the mind free

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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