I didn’t want to be the goat,
But I always seem to miss the boat.

I kept hoping,
But I had trouble coping.

Then things got strange.
People thought I was deranged.

It was almost a riot,
So I kept quiet.

What was the deal?
Oh, I began to feel.

I was awake.
I thought it was fake.

But then the light,
I knew it was my plight.

To obey,
And to be the “Gateway”.

RGH
12-23-18

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