There Are Consequences

Take away my income.

Take away my identity.

Take away my property.

Take away my freedom.

Take away my dignity.

What’s left?

A heart, a mind, a soul.

Pain. Suffering.

Hope. Wisdom.

A lesson learned.

I’ll never trust you again,

Now that I know,

Who my real friends are.

A smiling face does not mean safety.

An open hand does not mean help.

A fancy gift is not charity.

A threat is not a promise.

So, who are you to me?

That is not for you to say.

Your actions speak volumes.

America will only take so much.

The line has been crossed.

Now, you must reap the consequences.

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Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger

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