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I Am Leaving

Nobody lives in that house anymore It was built to ridicule the poor Nobody lives in that house anymore They must have gone beyond the shore The operator is no longer around Greed has driven him out of the miserable town And everyone is dilly dallying around I came to this street a few days ago And the lights are growing old and dim Not a moon in the sky Not one star standing by The gates are locked The place is quiet The cloud is still And the New Year is rapping on my window sill The overcast sky buried the moon in the dark Massive construction Rapid development Luxury cars rolling up and down on the other side of town While spring dances with the pretty girls And holding something precious and dear Life is perhaps at its best, now I will put everyone to test I have been the underdog for too long It’s time to rise up and show the other hand We can get the deal done without a request Now I am wearing my Sunday best Do you think you can predict my destiny Life has a way to live its own truth Everyone is making assumptions about me Do they really know about the power of nature? The birds are singing the children are giggling And the wind is blowing warm air far and near Here I am sitting on the this ridiculous wall Every time I come here someone is waiting for a brawl But this time I am chewing sweet sugarcane and watching the cars going around the bend my eyes are wide open and my fist is clenched by my side I think I can make some people happy But I cannot make everyone happy Sometimes we have to disagree to agree I can remember the days when I was a little girl I used to roam about the farm and have cane juice for breakfast Orange for lunch and tangerine for dinner I fed on fruits, and when you miss me You didn’t have to look far Just look into the orange tree There I was sitting, looking at my destiny It was just like yesterday, my age has grown But my body still remains the same way The buildings are standing tall waiting for a celestial call While the merchants are standing by listening to the widows cry You know that I am leaving so why are you complaining Nothing you do will make me change my mind We have to come to the best compromise I have the handle and you have the blade Let us not start a fight you know what I want And I know what you want so why did you ridicule me at supper when I asked you to make an offer? You laughed at me with your friends and whisper about me around the bend I do not care what you all do As long as it’s strictly business between me and you You are right I am leaving so why should I make an offer But if you don’t I will make it for you And when I do I will sell it back to you Do you want me to give you everything for free? And have you laughing ridiculously at me Never play this game with me again Or I will bring you down to the very end Friends don’t humiliate friends Call it what you may business, relationship or friend But never laugh at me again Or you will pay a ruthless price for just a silly sacrifice. Every plane has a tracking device And every door has an entrance and exit The lock smith has a key for every stubborn lock And the speech maker has a melting word for every ruthless deal maker Call it what you may but I am ready to roll up my sleeve And stand up to this fight to do what I know is right I am leaving and nothing or no one will change my mind. It’s not all about money It's about my sovereignty, Reclaiming my independence And not having anyone telling me when to go to bed. where to shop or who to trade with I want to make my own rules for my children I have echoed this over and over again And each time you make a story to cast fear and doubt in the air I know what I am about and I will keep reiterate it until I am out I am leaving so get out of my way And stop playing me for a fool!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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