Refusal
Things are not as they seem to be,
You did not ask me why,
You made it so,
Effected changes here and there,
Created a turmoil, raised a storm
That has not eased.
It was all fine before you came
Gushing and excited
Into my room
And asked for me,
And said
You needed a small piece of me
To calm your nerves.
Your nerves were taut
You had forgotten the way to relax
To please your body and mind.
You needed others
To do your work,
An unthinkable act.
I did not bow to you.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world