Where will you
refuse
today?
will I find
it in your eyes?
pupils widened against
actual rejection,
wildly seeking some small
life control
in the clench of your hands
gripping your seat as your
sneakers kick out
or will I distill it in the
frantic voice-
*I'll smash you with
my will if
my fists don't find
you first*
in your body
I see you carrying all
the weapons you can't
toss. an arsenal of hope
I wish life hadn't forged
but I'm not the one
that made it so.
So you take that feeble
power and just keep saying
No.
May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 10:22 AM UTC
Where will you
refuse
today?
will I find
it in your eyes?
pupils widened against
actual rejection,
wildly seeking some small
life control
in the clench of your hands
gripping your seat as your
sneakers kick out
or will I distill it in the
frantic voice-
*I'll smash you with
my will if
my fists don't find
you first*
in your body
I see you carrying all
the weapons you can't
toss. an arsenal of hope
I wish life hadn't forged
but I'm not the one
that made it so.
So you take that feeble
power and just keep saying
No.
copyright fhw, 2013
Request permission to use this poem