With Expectations To Be Forgiven
Your stubbornness led you,
by Lawrence S. Pertillar
To be stuck in quicksand more than once.
With a continued disregard of advice.
And, a disrespect shown to me and others.
Now like a child with eyes welling up with tears,
You want this dilemma fixed to disappear.
To repeat again a doing,
Offending with expectations to be forgiven.
What are you going to do about it? '
About you being stuck in quicksand?
Sit quietly and eat my sandwich in peace.
And observe the view,
As I wish for more of my dreams to come true.
What about me?
I'm here sinking in quicksand.
I can not believe you have no regard for me.'
Your point is what?
Who warned you?
Who pointed to you of its existence?
'Soon I will be covered up.'
Can I sit quietly without you,
Making attempts to rush 'my' dreams?
You've got 'your' wish.
Let me enjoy mine in peace.
'You are evil.'
I love you.
But you know what?
Sometimes the giving and the showing of it,
Is just not enough for many like yourself to accept.