Impressionable still at seventeen <br />and working for a living <br />years of degradation cloaked <br />the fine art of forgiving <br /> <br />To wit, I was the office girl <br />the junior and the goffer <br />young, eager, out to please <br />and certainly no loafer <br /> <br />And then they hired this aging witch <br />a self proclaimed old mentor <br />who little did I realize <br />would become my youth's tormentor <br /> <br />She thought herself elite you see <br />far above this miner's daughter <br />and spent her energy each day <br />spewing.....what I aught'r <br /> <br />Snarling, 'dont do this and 'dont do that' <br />and 'why are you doing it that way' <br />chipping away at my self esteem <br />dreading every work day <br /> <br />An unsigned card she once received <br />with words of much disdain <br />someone else must hate her too <br />but I still got the blame <br /> <br />Eventually the years dragged by <br />and my revenge grew stronger <br />the caustic tongue retired at last <br />under her rule no longer <br /> <br />The years have had their toll of course <br />and nightmares flood my dreams <br />I'm back in that old office <br />with the person of my screams <br /> <br />There is a happy end to this <br />my conflict was resolved <br />in yet another dream <br />I did outmouth the one involved <br /> <br />Alas she's gone and I now have <br />the maturity that I crave <br />allow me then to tell you all <br />I danced upon her grave<br /><br />Evelyn Macdonald<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-revenge-9/
