I am seeing the change
Happening in myself
In real time
This older person comes to stay
In my PG again
And I don’t want him to live
In my room again
I don’t want to be waken up
By coughs
By strange sounds
By constant message beeps
By morning phone calls
By his loud response to those calls
I don't know how I endured
All this last time
When I see in him my grandfather
Or my father or worse myself
Happening in myself
Yet I decide to be an asshole
Than to suffer daily
Some lesson I don’t want to re-learn
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