I’ll sit and observe you,
Wallow in tears.
But I am not here to share any of that.
Not to wrap, pack and carry.
Like you have done to burden your back.
You do an excellent job.
And I am sure you are proud of that fact.
However…
Your sobbing and choked filled anguish,
Is not an involvement prioritized on my agenda list!
My abundance is flowing.
And I am going to keep it like this!
I am through with folks who wish to boo hoo…
As if they exist for it!
Feeling trapped,By dissatisfaction.It seems worse than slavery,To be suited and tied…With feelings one ‘has’ to do,Instead of choosing what one wishes!To be careened by others…By a bombardment of career goals.And then pushed to pursue one…Completing restricted requirements,Just to bite one’s tongue…When scolded by an incompetence,Insisted by someone…To do what ‘is’ and not another thing done!Because…
You still would react,As if my heart is detached.And I have never shown you that!If it wasn’t what it is…It would still be overlooked.It will still be taken forgranted…Like the wisdom collected to produce,Encyclopedia books.If it wasn’t what it is…Would your eyes then dance upon me?Would your smile light up and glow?Or would you tell…
Mintrels of salvation conditioned…And prepared to say ‘cheese’With the guaranteed backing,Of an appropriate missionary squeeze.Promoted to angelic heights…They have become addicted to and love!Hoping one day they too will be declared saints,For a display of good behavior…Exquisite manners and pristine etiquette!Wishing to be considered good children,For the rest of their lives!That needed ‘fix’ keeps them…
To drink?And your utilities aren’t affordable?And you admit your self worth,AND the economy stinks?As it’s sinking?Hey! ?Don’t stare at me!I thought it was going to be as easyAs watching a Hollywood movie too!One of those low budget ‘shock and awe’Extravaganzas!But no…The ‘director’ wanted to impress with this one!This time it was decided to film this…
Will be returned to me?But I’ve only doneWhat my ancestors before me have shown!You mean to tell me I will be paid backFor what to me was unknown?Hey…That may take thousands of years?Oops!I can’t even hide from what others did?Even though my intentions,Were to ensure a great life I alone would live?‘Well…I wish I could…
What is ‘this’ that we are in?Why are so many commited,To visit with sin?The act of praying,Seems to have some stalledAt deadends!Are we all twisted hypocrites?Fixed in our ways,And dazed by these crazed days?I sit,Think and wonder…What is ‘this’ that we are in?How can we avoid a slide that begins?Why are so many desperately wanting…
