When asked for a poem, what do I write?
Are there words that inspire, kindle, ignite
Passion and action let pages incite
Although I lack either, I’ll still take flight.
When asked for an answer, how do I say?
I’ll wait silently until cast away
Whims will trump logic and so here I stay
With a heart to break and a game to play.
When asked for a prayer, to whom is it said?
What if I don’t know where to bow my head
Want and desire leave me misled
My subtle replies often misread.
When asked for a smile, how is it given?
Head and heart are conflicted by reason
As those who ask want both truth and treason
I grin and bear it, hiding all passion.
When asked for a dream, whose will be taken?
All my wishes could cripple a nation
Just one stands out - its proposition
Is for just one other, if you want to listen.