Which offhand comment,
Which misconceived idea,
Which standard border was breached,
When superficial interest reached its peak.
How quickly did it plummet,
After those kept in stock
Dried or shriveled up;
Intentional belligerent reminders
Are redirected at accumulated assets,
While offering chances
To grant others back into good graces,
While we toil on lands
Where we planted seedlings,
Praying for plentiful harvest
Of verdant croppings
From love, poured on soils;
Laudable defiances of acceptance
Stacked in ordered lines.
Miniscule effort is required
To avoid treading on another’s property
By choosing the solitary road of propriety.