POEM - In 1973 It All Went Bad

I was on top

The sole prince

With the undivided attention

Of mother and father

Until the perfect life

Began to slowly unravel

Until in the dog days of summer

I was dethroned

Debased and replaced

That’s when She came along

Why would they

After two and a half years

Of familial bliss

Mess with a good thing

Try to tinker

With the original formula

When it was working so well

But they did

Without asking me

And upon a June day

I was shown the usurper

And it was expected

I should be happy

So I played along

Smiled and hugged

Played the good son

The doting brother

All the while

Behind my grinning eyes

Plotting my revenge

One day

I’ll have to follow through

Maybe get even

No longer rue the day