On the road to Life
There is no desire, to raise the ire, of this boarder guard,
Only a desire to raise her gates – to era boarder for this bard.
Boarder erected to keep this one at arms length – away form you –
Three more have been added ( no writing, no gmailing, no phoning ) what to do ?
How does one get passed ?, all that is said and done – making one feel so small.
Nothing – it seems – at all !
What are the chances ?, is the fate ?, that we can come face to face,
be in the presence of one another – social intercourse, to communicate.
What are the possibilities ?, that, with you, I hold some special place ?,
of relevance, of importance, of meaningfulness – what is my fate ?
Borders !, boarders, borders do I see, boarders you erected just for me
so that you can justify your actions, reactions, leaving me to be
nothing and no one you care to share with, and seldom see.
Seldom, now has become the essence, the realm of never,
and I do believe, it is your intension, your desire to make it forever.
B. J. “A” 2
April 6th 2009