Loyalty is only blind for a season,
but if the earth revolves in its usual place,
in its usual space,
there will come a time when
all loyalists will see
that the public good
is a private affair—
with a price.
And the man who begs for bread
could very well be fed some rice
by the one who devours steak—
if only he was awake
to change
his season.
Loyalty is only blind
in the night,
but if the earth keeps turning
on this axis,
there will come a time when
all loyalists see
the hidden foe—
friend, brother, member, lover,
and every other reason
to commit
to the heart of someone
with a cloaked agenda
in your winter.
Copyright©2025 by Camille Caliscia Patrick
