MR.

“D” CAN WAIT

My body is weak,
My heart is weak,
Have I reached the peak?
Am I going down now?
Will it be end now?
Too many questions
Yet the answers are few.
I can feel it,
Something inside me is exhausted.
My body is weak,
My heart is weak,
Am I ready to go?
Am I ready to leave them?
Am I ready to go there?
Will the unknown welcome me?
The dark realm,
The cold place,
Am I ready to go there?
No, I’m not,
Not yet,
You will have to wait,
I am not going there.
I want to write more,
More poems,
More essays,
Mr. “D” you can wait.
Yeah, Mr. fucking “D” can wait.
Mr. “D” I don’t need you now,
Mr. “D” you can leave me now,
Mr. “D” tell your boss I won’t come today,
Mr. “D” fuck-off.
My body is weak,
My heart is weak,
And I haven’t reached my peak.
I am not ready to go,
I shall not walk out,
Mr. “D” must wait for all I care.