A gift for WORLD POETRY DAY

Hello all and happy spring! I have learned that today (March 21) is not only the first full day of spring, it also happens to be World Poetry Day. So in recognition and celebration, I thought I’d share a little gift with you all.

I have been keeping quiet on the creative front for the last bit, but I have managed to eke out some lyrics here and there. My phone notes are littered with ridiculous half-verses and incomplete thought-lines. In the wake of putting out Arsenal and its in-your-face reactivity, I’ve been going inward with my writing these days. And that’s actually way more difficult for me to approach my writing that way.

But here is the basis of a piece that, so far, I’m quite proud of–it combines the personal and political rather nicely, if I do say so myself. Tentatively, it’s called “You Deserve It”–this may or may not be the final title, and it is still a work in progress, so how it reads now may also change. But here are the words as they currently read. So, Happy World Poetry Day and Happy Spring! See you all soon, promise. 😉 <3

YOU DESERVE IT

gloating over what you’ve been given
a pass to make the wrong decision
blinded by your limited vision
you deserve what you get
but i don’t

been nothing but a damn good neighbour
letting you decide the wager
about to pay the price, endangered
you deserve what you get
but i don’t

why should i have to pay
for your mess
your mistakes
for the choices you make?
why should i be the one to pay
it’s your mess
your mistake
but it’s my heart to break

i didn’t ask for this
no, i didn’t ask for this
i didn’t ask for this
consequence
you roll the dice
i pay the price

caught up in a mythical glory
defensive of your territory
secret-rendezvous with the enemy
you deserve what you get
but i don’t
wherever i go in this environment
you loom over me, omnipresent
it’s really hard for me not to resent
all these things you deserve
that i don’t

’cause meanwhile i’m the one to pay
for your mess
your mistake
for the choices you make
meanwhile you keep getting away
with your mess
your mistake
but it’s my heart to break

i didn’t ask for this
no, i didn’t ask for this
i didn’t ask for this
consequence
you roll the dice
i pay the price.