Poem 61 : The Protest
The Protest - T ABRAHAM
You already knew,
You accepted that you knew,
You know everything,
What I like or dislike,
The things which I hate the most,
The influence which I won't accept,
Even I won't be able to influence them,
But you want me to be an influencer,
The things turn out of the way,
I can't tolerate it,
I won't be with them just for a moment,
Their presence is intolerable,
It has reached it's highest state of discomfort,
I don't want to accept it,
I won't get influenced,
But my mind is filled,
Filled with the air of unhappiness,
The worst state of unhappiness,
I said, 'no more',
But you don't accept it,
Things have escalated too far,
I say, 'no, no and no',
But won't you not accept it,
I can't tolerate this boy anymore,
His presence is totally a ruin for me,
Madam kindly understand,
It's going too far,
I am in ruins because of him,
It's no more tolerable,
Took the flag out,
At last have to wave 'no',
The protest has begun,
At last I influenced her,
Finally the lady accepted,
It's her fault,
He's a bully, I knew already,
A sadist too,
'Sorry', says the woman,
But I knew she would,
The devil had got hold of her,
At last my saviour came into her,
I am not angry with her,
Madam at last you have understood,
Just on time,
Not much destruction,
Not fully swept away,
But it has ruined many things,
I would have achieved it,
But no accomplishment possible,
Did not lose anything,
But just average overall,
The protest at last ended,
At last my soul at tranquility.
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