Humiliation

I had caught humiliation.

By how I felt, the case was bad.

My head was hanging at the ground.

My mood was low and sad.

There was a sound of laughter.

That grew and I felt rise.

My humiliation brought such joy.

To the other people’s eyes.

Soon there would be others.

We never formed a band.

We just learned that time cures all.

And youth is seldom planned.

Dennis Mantin

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