…But I Know I Was Right

Gas lamps have been lit

Pointing and wagging fingers

Claiming observations and facts are erroneous

Always being told things were the opposite

Violating the brain in secret

Once the correct words came out

Faces begin to steam

Some were from phony friends

Fairweather attitudes were the aptitude for deception

All have forced me to craft a shield even when my correctness could pierce through armor of pyrite hues

Sometimes I’d rather be right especially when I KNOW I was right

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