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My Nemesis

Falsehood is a serpent’s probing tongue,
your vengeance is the hurtful dragon tooth
that lies in wait to sting the unaware.

I dare not remove these worn shoes and rest;
once again I rush with the rising gale, certain
of only this: the echo of my silent exit will precede

me far ahead of these fleeting feet. No respite
for this exile. Already I know, you will spur me on
as though I were the Wandering Jew, but twofold cursed.

I must bear you, the vengeful albatross
I don’t deserve, around my neck. Be content,
my nemesis; you win. This cautious chameleon

retreats among familiar acanthus leaves to blink--
pump--and ponder this: What makes men accept
your slanderous words and close their minds to truth?

But I know the answer:
“Be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow,
thou shalt not escape calumny.” (Hamlet)

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Hamlet was right; though you may be pure as the driven snow, 'They' will make up something to slander you with, because they cannot bear to think, that there is anyone cleaner than them. However, when one commits to fiction in order to profit, [a nice way to say that he lied]. One is then trapped with no way out; unless one is up-front and admits the lie before-hand and
explains it to be only speculation. Which begs the question: Why would you think that about them?
Hmmmmm... ~ Geez.

It seems that the days and hours that people
are available for chatroom are staggered and
not a good match for most everyone. How about
if everyone just shows up at the door, whenever
they have a few free minutes?

I wrote this while in a foul mood when some jealous fellow tried to besmirch my character. Nothing doing, but it tought me a lesson: co-workers can be small-minded when they see an opportunity for advancement at the cost of a fellow-worker who was climbing up the corporate ladder a bit too fast for this individual. Thanks for your great comment. Jerry Van

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Hi, Jerry,
Wow! This felt dark, eerie and deceiving all the way through - there must be some Shakespeare DNA in your line somewhere!
Thank you!

you think so? the only resemblance to Shakespeare might be found in my high forehead due to some hair-loss. But it could also be a sign of intelligence and sophistication, rather than "balding" due to advanced age. What do you think? Thank you, dear Lady. x
Jerry /Van

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