DON'T KILL THE MESSENGER

By Wendy : Shywalker

Don't kill
the messenger.

For that is all I am.
A messenger.
A lackey.

Crawling over death and violence,
to make my way in this world,
I have no authority.
I hold no respect.

I change masters, as the weak fall
to the wayside of power.
I am still nothing,
yet strive for more.

Balancing on a fence of right and wrong,
good and evil,
I step from one side to the other,
when the benefits appear.

I belong to either world.

Neither good nor bad in entirety,
I make do for now.
I wait, listen, and learn;
then I will choose a side.

I will have it all.
The power.
The respect.

I will be
Mr. Chan