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Author: Praying Mantis
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-25-05 - Updated: 11-25-05 - id:2056491

A Gypsy’s Fate

A skin so dark,

It shadows love so possibly fulfilling

It cannot be broken, this darkness of soul

Until it is beaten to submission

Sighs and cries

Only are friends never allies

Hardly enemies, but some of the best ones

I cannot soothe the pain

Who would?

Who could do it? Take them from me?

I forbid it! They are mine to expel, to love

If I so choose they will be a cloak

It’s always like this.

My feelings are mine, as tattered as they are

Like an old pair of shoes all holey and soft

They have been good to you and that’s enough

How can you say?

Don’t pretend to know me because you do not.

No one does and that is not surprising

My people are such that cannot be held

Where you ask?

No cage can be mine, never could, never will

You’ve trapped me here long

I yearn for freedom. In this life there is no going back

How could you ever know?

Things are not as they are, have been, or should be

We’re dying out, fading away into the paintings

Do not try, I cannot stand the heartache

I said no!

Taking me back is not an option! Leave me

It is not that simple, but you could not know that

Our worlds are different, but you know see

It is a gypsy’s fate!

Just believe me, please, go on my word

We’re destined this way. It’s fate, that’s all

But there is another choice:

Come with me!

You can, do not think, never give it a moment

Spontaneity calling, so quick, so quick

Together, that’s your option. Please take it.



© Copyright 2005 Praying Mantis (FictionPress ID:502521).


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