Changing

Silence my revelation because you are grasping at self-preservation

Memories long ago painted over and rewritten

For you it was nothing but a moment, a passing second

But my trust and world view were shaped through your hesitation

Watching as your shoulders tense and jaw clench

Instantaneously you are on the defense

My thoughts are not meant to spark an argument

Guilt is filtering my every word into offence

So, I hold my hands up making my point and keeping my calm

Under the rug sweeping is how to keep history repeating

Round and round we go like the refrain of a song

Purpose getting lost with our voices competing

Heels dug deep into your mound of justifications

Family is family not to mention the cultural expectations

What happens at home stays at home, or so the saying used to go

I hear you, I promise I do, and I understand all the explanations

Times were different

Acknowledging that fact is easy

I am not sitting here blaming or seething

History is history. I’m just asking you to join me in changing

We must be willing to learn from the past

Allowing each generation to be better than the last

Things unspoken will forever remain broken

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