Saturday, August 7, 2010

Choice

You've never felt what moves me
Or listened to me sing.
You still don't read my poetry
Or sigh when I can breathe.

You've never cared how deep
This fire burns in me:
Respond just when I plead;
Applaud just to appease.

Ignorance!
Don't claim naivety;
Don't deny me my reality
When you choose, refuse the real me.