Making a play for th’ game or th’ sake of it won’t
work or be safe; you’re barely essential anyway,
anyone with eyes sees it isn’t your idea, that it’s
too far away fancy to be one of your penchants
there’re millions better placed exonerations than
any you might’ve contemplated and they’ll make
much more sense; it isn’t their quality or who’d a
stake in it - just pretence of what you’d forsake
so agree it has merit - support th’ damn scheme
heartily - if there are impediments - and you are
aware of ‘em, grin & bear it - say only the words
that need to be said - and get into gear & save
standing aside insisting it’d have failed no matter
what was done by who won’t win th’ confidences
sorely needed where intransigence bled you dry;
the transfusion has to be you or of your sacrifice
- oh, and yes,
we’re formally aware there are no accolades for
the state of being associated, that’s the price of
partnership; you must share the kudos grandly -
and absorb shame without rancour; so be it, fair
& square - climb aboard, the crew’s just two -
you and I
© 15 March 2016, I. D. Carswell
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