The Urge To Obey




I just don't have
The urge
To obey.

Always a maverick,
Always been a black-sheep.
Always the little demon,
Always the fat devil.

Never listening to my brothers,
Always thinking I knew best.
Always cheeky,
Cocky-so-sure.

If only I had it,
The urge to obey,
My entire life
Would have been,
Could have been,
Wholly different.


Loving my mother,
Instead of hating her.

Loving school,
Instead of hating it.

If you, my Bobby,
Had
The urge to obey,
You would have bought
That damned train ticket,
And never crashed.

And I would be
Loving you,
Instead of
Mourning you.




Poetry by Esti D-G The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2008-05-27 at 21:37

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limber junctionson
the ladies before me speak well.
we are all accountable for our choices arent we?
despite our urges...
2008-05-28


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I hate if only's - because thats what they are, if only - when tragedy strikes, we are left with the obvious questions - there is no answer why - thank you

Elle x
2008-05-27