Belonging: when, my friend, in you and me
Mutual affection both of us can see.
With my cares thine, thine mine, reciprocate.
Our converse honest, open. To relate
My dreams in confidence, to hear your thought.
This is ‘belonging’ – and much good is brought.
Until: belonging reverses its name
To ‘un-belonging’, bringing odious shame
Where un-friends unsay all the good they spoke
Returning evil words, your trust they broke.
Your deeds reviled to be made out as worse.
The obverse of belonging is: a curse.