Ironic the tactic that succeeded|
After you'd tried all others to stop me
Came on territory that I'd ceded
Rustled cattle I'd found, but could not free
That I'd won the post at all shows Magic
The fantastical game I played to work
My way through Family ruins Tragic
What then you characterized as a shirk
My withdrawal from Life was remedy
For decades of searing trauma endured
To keep going would yield more tragedy
Is that why in such direction you spurred?
Any doubts that I should pursue that Path
Went when my decision incurred your Wrath.