Monday, October 19, 2009
the Plundering Pirate
He came, descending on her love for life like a swarm of bloodsucking locusts, looting her of her innocence and her belief in the triumph of justice.
the Dreadlock Rasta
He came singing a happy tune, his free spirit elevating her soul; his words poison to her dreams.
the Man of the Cloth
He came and went as he pleased, leaving her with questions she'd never know the answers to; his faith her undoing.
the Marauding Savage
He slaughtered her desire to be one with herself; his contempt for life leaving her with scars that would ever heal.
the Ironical Clown
He bounced into her life with laughter and smiles; his own smile a farce; his love mocking her every step of the way.
He uderstood less than he thought he did; his desire to be the one making him a face in the crowd.
the Wise Wizard
He listened and he counseled his way out of her life; leaving her with answers she never wanted to know.
They had no stories to tell
No adventures to speak of
How could they be characters in her masterpiece
How could they be unique....
When they all met the same woman
And none could earn her respect?