Guarding The Door
I came up from hell today to
say that ‘I hate you’.
Can you, will you still say ‘hello?’
Will you even care that I came up from below?
I want to tell you that I approve of everything that you desire.
I won’t even snag that who that you always hire.
I will now never give way to my desire
to say ‘no’.
Please find joy in joining their matrimony aglow.
I desire for you to say that I am not weak
I still care…but can I go with you?
Or will I make your ambiance too bleak?
I know that you never liked my disagreement
I want now only to be agreeable
with no thought of those boundaries in the universe,
but now where does time and space end?
Maybe I can make light bend
Am I now in charge of the universe?
I never was before.
Now I guard the door.
I agree now that pleasure is the answer for all.
Maybe we could get to know each other
even better than before
since love is always at the door.
See how now I have changed my mind to get us out of that bind
so that you could have all that you want.
Only free will and no boundaries-not even one
Can I go with and drown out the sun?
Now I promise that we can choose
and talk about how you have been bemused.
Then we can talk about the why(s) and in(s) and out(s) of it all.
Please let us go to that great hall.
Let us get along and take the time to learn and accept
and share all of the secrets that we have kept
from each other.
I have to put away my fear
in order to keep you by my side
I will abide.
I was always jealous when you were with others
but now we can all live in peace
with one another
and never disagree or have trouble.
Maybe I have been too subtle
do you by chance have a double?
I want cherry and pistachio on a sugar cone
because I would rather be alone
or with someone new
because I still hate you.
Here take the wheel
of your own beloved spiel.
Please leave me by the side of the road…
this is where I get off
so please shove out.
Ms. 29 Elizabeth poetry by Margaret Leora Workman; Warponie Art
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