It led to violence. Against me.
For a moment the hope within
Me was shrouded by the violence
Perpetrated against me. Despite
That I continue, affirming to
Never get angry again. Seize the
Moment, cease the negative banter
And scale peaks never scaled before.
I don't need you to have faith in me
On my own journey, my own revolution;
You may not trust me that is why
You slapped me hard, so hard it still
Hurts, and you tugged my hair
With force. You slandered me,
Saying I've amounted to nothing;
Bitter you. I gave up my bitterness
A long time ago. On my own journey
I'm only blamed for all your agony;
Your face in a scowl perpetually,
Pointing fingers with disrespect.
I have no expectations from you
Anymore: not the house, not the food,
Not encouragement. You gave up
Encouraging me a long time ago,
Worried about keeping up your
Appearances. I'll never get angry again
For that leads to violence against me.
You diminish my achievements,
Painting me as a loser, but I'm here
To win and I will! Don't blame only
Me for your agonies and your fears
And worries; and next time control
Your urge to hit me. Encouragement
You stopped a long time ago.
Age is just a number. You are still
30 within you, beating me up for
Your own frustrations, for your
Own indignity; if you hit me again
I might run a Gandhi on you
And turn my other cheek towards you.
I vow to never get angry again.
And in the meantime you can
Remove the scowl from your
Ever-scowling face.
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