Poetry

Thursday, 7 October 2021

open ended

 What is it that you can grant me?

Do you have the power above?

What is it that you want from me?

My holiness or eternal love?


Well mater it's pretanatural

Well vater it doesn't matter

Well husband I am housebound

And Wife you have my life


I didn't mean that you say to me

When we have got our wires crossed

And why don't you sail out to sea

Where you'll be in the four winds tossed


And how can you answer me like

You were talking to my ghost

And how can you reprimand me

Like a sergeant at arms for leaving his post?


I came to you with my arms open

And you took me in like I was an orphan

But promise me this don't leave me alone

In the night of terror forms shift

Like that planet around its axis


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