Joy Wellington Poet Quatrain

Are You For Real

The nerve you have to assume
Like calling your dog to heel
You can just command me home
Tell me this are you for real

Ok so I am not getting your respect
I can’t take you back to the family
Neither have you shown any regret
They all think from you I should flee

In this relationship I was the one to spend
You said come home yet no offer for fare
Now my precious emotions are all spent
There is nothing left to salvage here

I am not the remnant of your conscience
I won’t be the recipient of your spiked dream 
I am not the dog you taught obedience
To run in attendance to your dry scheme

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Richard Palmer July 25, 2012 at 5:27 PM great write Joy you are great at expressing yourself,love your positive mind,strong black woman

Sherese Gooden July 21, 2012 at 9:53 PM Vow, girl, you really have a way with words. Joy Wellington July 23, 2012 at 5:33 PM Just my feelings poured out into words! Joy Wellington July 23, 2012 at 5:31 PM Tnx Sher!

David Williams May 6, 2012 at 4:53 AM Joy, now that's telling em'..love it....David

Terry L. Allen May 4, 2012 at 7:48 PM You tell em darlin. We're grown and don't need to be told when to come home. With a ring you can ask but fella we're looking for an equal not another father right Joy. Well thought out and well said. May the Father bless you with an adult man. TLee Joy Wellington May 5, 2012 at 8:27 AM Girl you made me giggle...thanks, so true though, we need a loving man not a father or more so a dictator.

Anne-Lise Andresen May 4, 2012 at 5:03 PM I like this poem Joy, very well done. - oxox love Anne-Lise Joy Wellington May 5, 2012 at 8:28 AM Thanks Anne Lise, love to you too.

Ivy Vresk May 2, 2012 at 6:18 PM Well written fear friend Joy,harsh reality,thank you for this ,very emotional words,your poem,Ivy Joy Wellington May 3, 2012 at 7:33 PM Ivy...the name of my oldest sister. Thanks for reading me..blessings