Young Rebel

You placed yourself in harm’s way. I hated that you would join the fray. Now you bravely faced and fought the devil I had stupidly bought. It was unwise, absurd from the start, Foolish and silly to be in my heart. You said, “No. Let’s not do this.” I said, “Yes.” and gave you a kiss. You staunchly stood in front of the crowd Leaving me behind, frightened and cowed. The melee began and I was gobstruck. How could I have bought such bad luck? You moved with dexterity but in the end You were injured but thankfully, left to mend. A black and blue eye and raging road rash, I regretted my call to be bold and brash. I realized how immature I had been. I should have listened to you my friend. You took the beating rather than flee. Courageously defended my right to be me.