Confession by J. K. Durick

When I was young
And poor and proper

I was always ready
To please the powers

That were real or
Even just imagined

Powers that moved
Parts of the world

The world I wanted
To be a part of, please.

I would play and pretend –
Play the part they wanted

And pretend to be happy
With things as they were

At least for the moment
They were watching me.

I could flatter – say what
I knew they wanted to hear

I could hold doors, step aside
– Literally and figuratively

I could hold my tongue and
Time my entrances just right

I mastered reading faces and
Between the lines with ease

I mastered pretend praise
Delivered with a straight face

I mastered what I needed to
Because I was young and poor
And, of course, proper.

J. K. Durick is a writing teacher at the Community College of Vermont and an online writing tutor. His recent poems have appeared in Social Justice Poetry, Tuck Magazine, Stanzaic Stylings, Synchronized Chaos, and Haikuniverse.

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