A shoulder to cry on!

You sit there a happy shrew
with generations of experience
taming creative talent, freedon=joy
your persistant cry telling me
my only worth is work,and work well done.

i disobeyed and got away with it once
and smiling at the memory
I know you've lost your power
time for me to be me and smily again
as you fall off your perch

Emir Kelly

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