MY WISH

I wish my heart was made of stone
I wish my heart was bulletproof
So I don’t die
As you shoot your arrogant words
I wish I could be strong
I wish you knew
The blessings you blew
You thought it was me you did screw
But I’m enjoying the view
I’m not that poor nephew
The one you misknew
The one you forgot as you did enjoy
Forget this I’ll not be that poor boy
Your miserable cowboy
The soldier you did deploy
But I’ll sure be in your convoy
Because you persistently annoy
I wish I’ll be done soon
To eat supper at noon
Dance on broken glass under the moon
And never feed using your spoon
You’re this tycoon
Whose favorite color is maroon
You own this saloon
But your character is that of a cartoon
I wish…
MayakaPoetry