There, the anger is gone, why worry when a
dictator refuses to dictate? Why feel sorry
for yourself when your foot refuses to mend
or when they hate the subjects you discuss,
why bother when another is going to join
your little family so you can safely withdraw
into a mental haven for thoughts?
Gathering clouds are promising rain, you can
sit quietly in your corner without bothering
anyone, the circus will be here and your feelings
will be safely held in the words you wish to share
with those who like to read… Feeling overjoyed
about our new Miss World, reminding yourself
not to mention her name forestalling the scorn
Your interests evoke, feeling positive about
Eskom; that’s where the discussion with him
stopped, knowing you can watch DVD’s on
your laptop and the washing’s done and on
the line, you have a new book to read which
you bought and ignored for so long – this is
the only form of bliss that endures beyond
The list of loneliness when nobody’s around
to tell you how irritating you are…
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