WHO AM I ? 2001


Who am I
To refuse your gifts
Punish you for my darkened moods
Who am I
To guard my heart
As if you’re a stranger who intrudes

?

But who am I
To choose your path
As if I were some twisted sage
Who would deny the both of us
The perfect lessons of the age

?

And at the end then what was I
To nurture love and watch it die

?

Another man
For you to damn
For not being the One
That's who I am.


///This was the last poem for Orpheus Blues, written on December 3 and 4, before
all those pages were sent to the printers. It is for Alice after two more unhappy
meetings which left me feeling guilty for my 'seasons'. Not finished yet, but I like it.///