Capable

A dangerous gift I have acquired by strife; Manipulation is an instrument essential to life

It has comforted me, made life not so tart; But you must be of this world not just a part

Illusions of similarities and you are drawn to me; Question them and their intentions that dear friend is key

A connection, a bond, ultimately a link to your heart; I develop a style but you won’t see it start

Unknowingly to you reassurance is left behind; A fight in your head is started not at all kind

A little coaching allows for great opportunity; Coming down at the end of day producing mutiny

But when you began to question you, all your rights and wrongs; I lost all bearing you were no longer my pawn

I choked up and froze, needed to show the truth; about me about you about all of the uncouth

Do unto others as you wish done unto to you; If I myself am capable the so my friend are you

Reviews

[kelvin]

a rhyme of flow in sorts, and yes there are many who fool and use the kind a heart for their own self purpose the get what they want yet sometimes they get caught in their deceit and also it doesn't feel to good when the tides are turned, so in other words treat others with respect and treat and talk to them the way you would like to be treated. Others should read this and learn from the statement this is expressing. As always keep writing fellow writer.

[NaugleB]

Very true, it all seems like fun and games until you get a taste of your own medecine, so to say. The simple fact that you will be treated as you treat others around you sometimes seems too much for people to grasp. I too hope more people will see this "lesson" for lack of a better word, at some point in their own lives. You never really know how it feels until you are the one feeling it. Thank you my friend :)

[kelvin]

You're very welcome