Gold
We were chained, weighed, drowning in a realist's ocean.
You, gawky, sinking faster than anyone, without notion.
You authorized density vicarious to charity.
I pitied the one that ebbed faith in verity.
I loosened your chain, lightened your load.
In life's ocean, you cannot forebode.
I was foolish in my actions. What did I miss?
You were allowing me to sink further into the abyss.
Did you give a second thought about me? The bear I burdened?
You, looking down at me with pity, your guerdon.
You were happy when I had room to hold.
You vanished when I grew dense as Gold.
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