Leave Me Alone Poem by Gabriel Jirgba

How about some quiet?
How about some respect?
Cast thy eyes in the sky at a late hour
If thou would not behold thrills
If thou would not behold stars
Whose beauty can be compelled
Only to the beauty of thy eyes.
Gaze at seemingly endless fields,
At greens with sleek little petals;
The things men adore, which of true,
Are not half as beautiful as the
Swing of thy hip.
Ye, whom I presume the warmth
In the close touch of thy arms
Is far and by far degrees more
Desirable than the Sun'
Tell me: which, where, with what and how I dot offend thee,
That thou seek revenge?
Why hath thou sworn to make
Payment of me for nothing that I took?
Or is my life now of such magnificent
Importance to thee that thou
Sireth nothing of more essence
In thy loud whispers to speak of(through this much that I see) ? LEAVE ME ALONE, PLEASE!
LEAVE MY LIFE ALONE! !
Bother not about the friends I keep,
They are mine.
Ye should grin all day for the grace
That is upon thee which thou
May as well acknowledge is by far
Beyond and far beyond the dots of poetry.
Or have ye not known? Or is that trifle?
...So now that ye are aware,
How about some quiet for meditation,
And a little respect for the innocent?