Circumstance

Circumstance Why you want hurt me As you claim your day You stand here and judge me As you say your prayers Why you come to me on your knees Shouting profanities As you say your prayers You stand here and judge me I have two cheeks you just slap one You come before me entitled for more Originally, naturally, genetically, suppose to be unforgiven Love my enemy easier than it seems Hurt me more, love me less Wear your linens openly in the work place No matter your feelings about me They flow and fly as the breeze Alas I can't make you like, or love me And just as you are in lack and because of YOUR morals and political tracks It's YOURS and MINE... Circumstance 01/14/18 by James Edward Lee Sr.