You Are My Goat
You are my Goat
What’s got my goat?
So often demanded of me.
Why it’s you,
can’t you blind now see?
You must let me be.
“Why?”…
Again, ask no more than three
insistent unrelenting of me.
For I shall answer most blatant
Ask no more, become complacent.
Your lack of
insight,
compassion ,
and integrity.
But most of all
Your
lies to
Me .
Copyright © Catherine Reinke | Year Posted 2009
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