A Sea Of Faces Poem by Anthony J. O.

Don’t leave me here,
Don’t let me drown.
Swallow me whole then spew me out.
Don’t run me over, let me breathe.

Don’t give me a hard time for hating you –
Everyone does.
You make me think that I’m a deist
The way you rumble recklessly.

I don’t like your solitude.
I don’t like your narrow walls.
I don’t like your acrid smell;
Your perspiration, your gleam.

You say you stand for tolerance.
You say you stand for peace.
You keep telling me I need you,
When you’re really the one who needs me.

I keep your engine running
And your water flowing;
Your joints intact
And your voracious mouth fed.

Yet you won’t forfeit your malicious grin –
You wear it like a crown.
I ask, how can they fall for you?
– O what a shallow bore you are!