My allegiance to me

     does not cease,

        nor waver,

     like some political decree;

Nor such a thing as to savor—

     A hard won peace

        or the wise decision to flee.

My allegiance to me,

    like a face,

        Or a flavor,

I prove to the nth degree

     with no concern for favor—

Just that one place

     The only place I care to be.

Where I may swear

     My allegiance to me.

Winter 2005