Trespassing Mind
I query an intrusion into my head
Who is this trespasser?
Trespassing like it owns the place, and I
In my own place-a passer!
Dark shadow without a face
Making my home, home!
Giving orders left and right, bypassing
My width and height, replacing
My heart instead…!
Well! The heart appalled, discontent, and
It does not consent to
What is unwelcomed into my house!
It does not consent to
What shouldn’t be there in the first place!
So be gone please
A thousand please, be gone
No trespassing.
For this heart now rests at last
Where only love, is allowed in
Michael
Copyright © Michael Quinn | Year Posted 2015
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