Walking Away

Walking away,

Withdrawing into my conscience as my conscience dictates.

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This water-cooler talk, here say, utter nonsense,

Tearing down the fabric that binds us;

Serving agendas of personal gain or revenge

Humiliation or mistrust.

What purpose does this serve?

Certainly none to better our kind.

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I neither want nor take any part in these juvenile games,

As I have been victim myself on more than one occasion.

Few can pronounce they have not I propose.

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Harken back to the embarrassment, the anger, the trauma;

Was this pleasurable—most surely it wasn’t.

What pleasure can be derived by such caterwauling?

None I submit, but momentary satisfaction

followed by regret and sorrow if your heart yet beats.

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Would not your energies better serve kindness and generosity

than the degradation of our comrades?

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Would it not be better to think before we speak?

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~