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A Dīvergent-Thanksgiving
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every holiday brings me closer to divergence
an I don't want you looking at me with pity in
your eye's cause I don't fit into your ideas of
conformance
watching I can tell you'er uneasy as you look at me and see
nothing behind theses stone cold eye's
that say's I give a damn
with no sense of what i'm thinking your fearful
fearful of what I might know , that I don't show
it's only on day's like thanksgiving that you invite
me
a enter sense of guilt for for my outlook on society
feeling at the very least you did nothing as they
condemned an outcasted me
It takes everything I have not to outright laugh when
I see the relief wash over your face as I politely
turn down your offer to a table full hypocrisy
even when you know my excuse is as big of lie
as your's was
You smile at me
I smile at you
we turn away from each other an go our separate ways
till we meet again
your friend's sitting on they'er fragile pedestals made themselves
, drink your expensive wine an ask how it was
I came to be such a " Divergent "!!
Me I just whisper Happy Thanksgiving muther fucker's
and have another beer
while asking the guest of honor
So mutt you prefer legg's or breast ?
with gleaming eye's and a waging tale He don't care
leg , breast or both ?
he's just happy someone that know's he has fleas
doesn't give a damn
~ D Donner ~
Precious Ending!
Fleas? ROFLMAO - Ha! We had about 40 people for Thanksgiving and you could see realness in most of them, a few were depressed and down looked on everyone and every happiness offered. Not hypocrisy, just lost came to visit. But the bright eyes and presences and the genuinely glad to see you smiles and laughter made it worth baking all those cookies (cherry blinks and coconut-cherry bars) and making my holiday salad (mandarin oranges 3 kinds of greens spinach, spring mix, baby kale) about half a tone of white and purple grapes - sliced longwise in half, strawberries - the big suckers, kiwi wedges, mixed cheddar cheese, feta presented in layers). 2 turkeys died for our feast, greens (yummy) dressing - 2 great sized pans full, a roaster full of bar-b-q, apple pie, cheese cake, potato salad, gravy, cranberry sauce, pies, rum cake, ice cream (low sugar) - talk about Ramble, Ramble ... at Christmas we do it all over again at my nephews. Anyone put on too many airs, we throw 'em out in the snow for garbage removal - :D it makes the year's end fine - Lady A
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Fleas and don't care! You will find love again if you seek it with the eye of the hunter and the aim of a marksman.
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