The Door!
Again and again I am continuously disturbed by the door
Trying to get work done - there's the knock once more
Why oh why can I have no peace
Why can't I be allowed just a moment to breathe
How mundane and robotic our lives have become
Just a knock on the door derives a big sum
Whatever does she mean by urgent and vital
As usual their words ring false - no such dire
There we go again
There's the bang!
Copyright © Fathima Dawood | Year Posted 2008
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