A Job of Patience
You said you love me, but you acted
As if you’re not; you were so sweet
But then inversely reacted:
Without a word you cancelled me.
It came to me out of the blue
What might have happen to upset
A person that is loving you
Who’s more obedient than your pet
Its well established now, to cancel
A common form of disrespect
And it can cause a circumstantial
Or quite substantial effect
For what, my love? How can it be?
A string of questions goes, impaling
My poor mind, and I can’t see
A reason for this ethics, failing
To understand an awful truth
If I’ve become your job of patience
A luggage bag you dreamt to lose
Somewhere at the railway station.
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