Tomorrow I Will Retire
Teach me to understand the fineness!
Wean me from boredom and laziness!
Manifest to me many times kindness!
I am your slave, but… please…
Don’t put me on my knees!
I love you, I love you my father and mother,
I strongly believe in the great mystery of yours,
Only you can forgive me as I am a sinner,
Only you can understand me and do not curse.
I am infinitely tired on the sinful earth.
Can’t find the right words, but… Do you need them?
At any case you know my feelings and thoughts.
I am your prodigal daughter, for you was a problem.
Caring, tenderness, worries… There were lots.
But a family tree happened to be the rots.
I must say: Do not curse me my father!
I am the only one to blame for my guilt.
I prostrate myself in front of my mother
With her help the strong family was built.
She was my warmest quilt.
Teach me to understand the fineness!
Wean me from boredom and laziness!
Manifest to me many times the kindness!
I am your slave, but… please…
Don’t put me on my knees!
I was drowning without water,
I was burning without fire.
Allow me to stand on my knees!
Now it’s my greatest desire.
Tomorrow I will retire.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 13th of May, 2013
Dave D Poet Rhumour
Wed 12th Jun 2013 19:13
Very sobering thoughts here - almost as much a prayer as a poem... May all your pleas be heard my friend. :) Best wishes, Dave