L Milton Hankins Poet Dizain

A Plea For Survival

Why is it you make so many demands
Always wanting me to do things your way?
I get so tired of hearing your commands
Just watching the myriad games you play,
I would like to think for just this one day
I could manage to speak words to the wise
And feel like I'm not wearing a disguise,
Can't you let me be who I know I am?--
Not being waylaid by your constant tries
To always make me follow your program.

written July 10, 2021

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Shirley Hawkins July 10, 2021 at 7:04 PM Great Poem, It reminded me of a song sung by a group called "Queen" I wanna break free, I wanna be me" ( Sounds good to me, after I find out who me is....) L Milton Hankins July 10, 2021 at 7:13 PM Thank you so much, Shirley. Ah, I love "Queen." Yes, we all mostly just want to be "me!"