Thursday, March 31, 2016

But I shall not be

I need to say this
you know I'm such a fool for you.
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger?

- The Cranberries

there was a man
in the land of Uz,
whose name was Job; 

and that man was perfect,
I need to say this:
I am nothing like him.

When you appoint me as
his modern-day translation,
does it make you Satan or God?

Is the suffering you inflict upon me 
your way to break me,
or a means to verify my love?

You'll come look for me in the morning.

(for Isadora's Out of Standard challenge 'What's my line?' over at the Imaginary Garden)


  1. Very interesting write Kenia. We each have our goodness, and our contribution of grace different portions

    Much love...

  2. Kenia, I love how you took your misheard lyric and weaved it into something startlingly poignant. I like how you framed the "I need to say this"....wonderful poem. thanks so much posting to the out of standard!

  3. So many things we need to say to those who do not want to hear them.