poetry

Like I’m Owed Something..

 

Heard it several times, 

though,
like,
the annoying buzz
of a Bumblebee overhead.
Clumsily bumping, yet leading my deaf ears,
into the opportune,
 patience of my honey
words, instead .
Never distractingly
pointing me out, dreamsparallel10-1.jpg
yet certainly,
directed, at me.
To get a reaction,
as I smugly,
give no satisfaction to them,
holding my peace,
but not my passion,
smiling as the Cheshire cat,
given a chance to express,
my alphabeticalized, facts.
I act entitled hmm,
like the world owes me, something.
Well in all truth,
I have proof,
 of not the world,

but many owe me,
are indebted, by my life’s root, the twist and turns,
without sympathy,
and let’s just say, it’s overdue.
Like someone owes me..
My virtue,
lost- too never return again,
where as justice was tripped,
despite, my turning the other cheek,
allowing them to win in the end.
Apologies that have never met my ears,
without ever being spoken, no tokens of reimbursement,
not even by a whisper,
I could barely hear.
Like someone owes me something? After the false accusations, defamation,
authoritative handy persuasions,
on my life’s steps, on my clock’s time.

The reasonable amount, of piled chips on my shoulder,
the character assassination’s, that caused ten times, a bank’s debt to be, bailed out.
A habitual rub’s the wrong way, of priceless inflammations suffered,
from the shaming of my name.

As I looked upon, grinning eyes, and smirks contempt, too build my heart’s fortress, asserting bargaining chips, in the games.

Took for granted,
taken on a few rides, old banana in the tail pipe,
all due from inside,
by family, friends,
with not a raise or perk,
time lapsing,
lacking love,
as labor, turned, volunteer work.
Never by an enemy,
impossible too get as close,
as I’ve took on bets,
accepted family plans,
too settle their debt, with an apology’s hope.
And they still owe me.

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Poetry By Tamara Dorsey- Moore
Thinker on the Loose
Copyright © 2017

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