Not Whom I Once Was
NOT WHOM I ONCE WAS
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
I Put a Ring on Her Finger, She Put a Ring Thru My Nose
My Power Continuously Ebbs, Hers Constantly Grows
I Once Liked the Green Color, She Says I’m Better in Blue
I Once Kept a Rigid Schedule, She Orders What I’m to Do
I Once Had a Black Shepard, He Was Faithful and True
No Room for a Dog in the House, Only Her Cats Will Do
I Once Played Cards with My Friends, Every Friday Night
Says Gambling Is Sinful, Wagering Is the Devils Delight
I Once Enjoyed Hunting, Had Several Weapons at Home
Now in Storage, a Pleasure Permanently Postponed
I Once Enjoyed Fishing Bringing Home a Catch or Two
All Those Male Events Are Now Strictly Taboo
I Once Had a Sleek Roadster with Spoilers and a T-top
Too Old to Be a Teenager, Act like an Adult, Grow Up
I Liked Wide Leather Shoes, Referred to as a Brogue
Embarrassed to Be Seen with Me, I’m So out of Vogue
I Liked to Wear a Beard Usually Goat Tee or Van Dyke
Can’t Think of Anything I Do or Wear, That She Likes
Over These Last Twenty Years She Transformed Me
Into an Unrecognized Version of Who I Used to Be
My Persona Now Permanently Altered, Beyond Repair
Constantly Scolds Me, Raising Thoughts I’ll Not Share
She Frequently Lectures Me, I Feel Totally Harried
She Has the Gall to Say.“You’re Not the Man I Married”
Copyright © John Arribas | Year Posted 2018
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