Love Come, Love Gone
December 16, 2014
Gone like yesterday,
Gone with the wind—
Wind going south,
Wind of Change,
Change of mind,
Change of heart,
Heart of glass,
Heart turned to stone.
Stare at what I once knew,
Stare into the void,
Void of substance,
Void of sense.
Sense to question my judgment,
Sense to kick myself in the ass.
Ass for rooting through trash for treasure,
Ass for seeking depth in shallowness—
Shallowness of thought,
Shallowness of perception,
Perception of what it could have been,
Perception of what it was meant to be—
Committed to quality,
Committed to value—
Value in its performers’ talents,
Values in its audience’s intelligence,
Intelligence to “get it,”
Intelligence to tell gold from garbage.
Garbage it is, though.
Garbage it has become—
Worthless to its own fans,
Worthless to its detractors—
Detractors who are all too happy to bash it,
Detractors who are all too happy to shut it down,
Down to an early grave,
Down to the depths of Hell.
Hell if I know what they were thinking.
Hell if I know now why I supported them,
Them in all their ignorance,
Them in all their recklessness—
Recklessness that has now cost them,
Recklessness that has now led them to their doom.
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