Day 223 – Punching

Stepping through the mirror,
can’t say I’d be doing any better
and there’s something of karma
coming in on the breeze–
it’s me who learned the secret first,
it’s me who has no power now,
standing here with my life in my hands
when somebody else took yours.
What would I do if we were friends,
what should I do even if we’re not?
What rules of propriety govern
when life knocks others down?
I think I need to be made of pillows today
and let you take your shots
because heaven knows I’ve done my share
of angry punching.