Goodbye To You
Although I've tried to understand your reasons for what you do,
sometimes I just turn my switch off, and ignore the nonsense.
Repeating the same ignorant remarks which obviously tweek my heart and soul,
you've really been asking my permission to leave and not come back,
because I was just a dalliance to you - "Hot Love In the Summertime"...
You take beautiful people, animals and creations and twist them around
to suit your 'manly' thoughts and desires, turning a beautiful flower
into a withered-up twiglet with no hope or life left.
Those are YOUR choices - not mine! I see beauty, and am mesmerized
by God's glorious developments within the universe.
You see only the flaming asteroids which threaten to destroy
this wonderful world we live in.
You hope for chaos and destruction, and you have a destructive personality.
You respect nothing, and prove it with your words and actions.
If only you could realize or even care what destruction you have caused,
and try to repair the damage by helping the beauty to blossom and bloom,
spreading yet again...
But! You obviously could care less about true happiness, peace and faith,
for your faith lies only in the knowledge that (finally) one day
you'll succeed in stifling out your own sordid life,
ne'er taking notice of all the wreckage you leave behind - intentionally.
What could have happened in your life
to make you hurt yourself knowingly...hopingly...
...Continuing to commit suicide on a daily basis?
What evil has befallen your soul to make you hate so much?
Or, is it mere child's play to you to make ev'ryone and ev'rything around you
wish they'd ne'er known a person as cold and nasty as you are?
My thoughts will wander to you from time to time in the future,
but they will immediately be dismissed - pushed away - like you did me.
My love is a special gift, but you don't see beauty, so you cannot know real love.
Therefore, I will spend the rest of my days striving to erase the hatred,
and bring love into the world, whether you like it or not.
God's love is the most beautiful thing there will e'er be,
and it shines like a beacon in my soul, but your lighthouse crumbled long ago,
and you don't even want to rebuild.
So, goodbye to your darkness, hello peaceful world.
Copyright © Cynthia Palmer-Ham | Year Posted 2014
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