~
A high school reunion
where people trade names
and stories of glories,
enamors, and days
of spent youth, by mistruth –
The past is all changed.
“But, Mary was hot!
Is Mary the same?”
I play fool’s dominion
and give away not,
that Mary and I were
close in close ways;
but, I went to war,
while Mary did not.
“Johnny was tough.
Where’s Johnny these days?”
That Johnny has lost it;
now old, tired and lame.
“He spends dispensation,
all he is paid,
at gambling casinos
and horse racing games.”
But, “Mary was hot!”
comes up quite a lot.
Then someone else opens
up when he says:
“I whipped old rough Johnny,
for Johnny had banged
Mary, when Mary
and I were engaged.
All of this happened
past post high school days.”
I would have then known this,
but I went away
to some place, a strange name,
a war which was fought.
And Mary, the name there,
I completely forgot.
Mary’s, her name,
and Mary was hot.
But wildfire, like Mary’s,
contain, I could not;
so ‘out of the saddle’
I sat, I was shot.
~
©2014 Marvin Welborn
25 September 2014.