Tough

Make haste upon the wind of your questions
Purge that glimmer of trust
Flattery, will get you nowhere fast
Once I confirm, you are not
One of us

Take a  safari on the icing of your own cake
Then cut me a slice or two
You can get overly sentimental, if you like
While I have your cake
And eat it too

Shut off the valve to your bleeding heart
No pity is needed here
I ride bareback on all my trials
Been roughing it
For years

Go ahead and apply your salve to all those wounds
You have been rubbing all that salt in
I wear a shield of aiming intention

That I call my tough
Thick skin

Author's Note

Just having a little fun with the flip side of my personality......

Reviews

[erikaguest]

these words come across in my mind with a certain force or almost flippancy to them. This works so well with the pace of the poem, and keeps the reader engaged from the first line to the last. I love the line "I wear a shield of aiming intention" great poetry!

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Ouch ... no sympathy given here I see; must have been hurt pretty badly in the past, to build such a defensive mechanism towards counterfeit intentions.

Intense and meteorically revealing! Great write.

Phillip

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Very much fun, Neva! Almost whimsical. I like the construction of this piece.

Wonderful,as usual.

[roy mccarthy]

great write neva!
i like the rhymes too!

[Tasha]

I liked this a lot. Good job.

[Tate Morgan]

Stand up straight and be counted among the few You deserve it