LOVE AND HOPE IN DIFFICULT TIMES : PROMPT RESPONSE
The Who You Want Me to Be
There’s a storm rolling in
I’m not the who you want of me!
The who you think I am
is not the one who lives within;
Exhibit A — a sham.
You bound my heart, kidnapped my soul,
twisted, shaped and fashioned,
pounded, molded, beaten, scolded,
deaf to pleas impassioned.
My introspective, gentle heart,
sad and disrespected,
but ego urges, “Shine, conform —
be what is expected!”
Fashioned, groomed, bent to your whim,
cling to your arm; a mannequin.
Outward changed but not within,
Beware! A storm is rolling in!
You built a plinth to stand me on,
your cohorts to admire,
but posing false above a crowd
is not what I desire.
I often dreamed of sunshine fields;
painted words, whispered songs
where games are played with unicorns —
a place where I belong.
Now — knowing pulses through my veins,
soul begs to be set free.
Soft joyful grace, my heart expands;
the joy of loving me!
Fashioned, groomed, bent to your whim
Outward changed but not within,
to own this farce would be a sin
Beware! A storm is rolling in!
When someone told me I live in a fantasy land, I nearly fell off my unicorn!
-Unknown
Carolyn Hastings’ poignant prompt response:
Indubala Kachhawa invites us to examine love in difficult times:
