My left foot and I
Parted company years ago.
Its weight drags me down
And cost me few relationships.
It can't dance, or feel a beat,
Its sole is deaf to beats in songs.
It is always in the way,
Like my mother's in law tongue
Bruising my sensitive soul
And blocking my way
In reaching others.
My single status
I blame it on it.
My last hope…
I took my left foot to training camp
At Arthur Murray's dance school.
They diagnosed it as "Elephant foot"
I resigned to becoming a social outcast.
And into a monastery
I checked my left foot in.
I became a monk instead,
Praying my days into nights
For the lightness of my foot!
March 13 2012
Copyright Leaking Pen 2012
Rev Nov 9th 2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem