Sometimes

Sometimes I really feel

There’s someone eaves dropping

On my broadminded thought and writing

Sometimes I feel

My once dear ones

Are also now my poems copying?

I also feel those who did betray

Had no humour

I now know anyway.

When I feel the urge to speak my mind

You know I can also shout

But anger and shouting

Are only short of half madness

Of that there can be no doubting

So friends and foes

I love you still

Wash off your anger

But if you will

If you feel I have done you harm

Do not go and raise an alarm

Fight it out in the open with me

If I lose

I shall bow down low to thee