I Always Learn the Hard Way

A Poem by Jamie

This was originally written for the prompt: "I expected so much more…", given by the ground WriterGang on DeviantArt.

I always learn easy lessons the hard way.
Genetic flaw, it's been said.
Not untrue, I suppose.
Take a look at both sides�"mother and father.
I… just learned much faster than my mother this time.

"I promise you, things will change."
Ignorant, youthful hope.
Blind, unyielding faith.
Socialized, cult-mentality idolization.
Call it what you like,
But through the eyes of an eight-year old,
it was simply the yearning for the same father that every other kid had.
Regardless of which option you choose,
Hindsight is always 20/20.

I expected so much more.

The blazing mid-year months just after navy blue caps and gowns.
Another whirlwind of corrosive words; I spat my fair share.
World War… V, now?
The Non-Aggression Pact has been drawn.
Both Allied and Axis powers, each only one country strong, sit with the mediator.
She is silent.

"You never said anything."
The Axis took on a gentle tone.
The Allied power was lulled into a false belief of fault.

"You're right; I'll right harder."
The Axis claims victory;
A replication of World War IV,

…and World War III.

"We'll both try harder."
An illusion of concession.
The Axis power is cunning.
And though my obedient mind is nearly free from its collar,
I, again, find light where it has long faded away.

I still expected so much more.

Desperation.
Fear.
Disorientation.
Clumsy fingers fumbling, fighting, to spit jumbled masses of text.
Hands tremor and fold.
The mind's eye falls blind.
The weakened arms of cognition fall just short of the words they seek.

'Phone call…'

No hesitation… no where else to turn.
The Allied Power seeks out the Axis.
The lips mimic the fingers�"fumbling to spit jumbled, broken thoughts.
The Axis responds the same.
The words of the Allies fall on deaf ears.

World War VII, even worse than Word War VI.
No mediator; however,
The Allied power has grown,
While the Axis has remained the same.
They now stand on equal ground.

Stalemate.

You did not change.
You have not changed.
You never will change.

I should have learned long ago not to expect much more.