One Door Closed, A Thousand Doors Opened Poem by John Sensele

A door closes
A thousand doors open
A chance dozes
A flood of chances pour into the pen

Where for a wrong reason you cried
Wondering if sadness grew into your portion
When the harder you tried, the harder sadness fried
To suffer an unexpected abortion

That made you sad
Prompting from you expressions of sympathy
To make sadness glad
With tonnes of empathy

You bestowed on sadness
Telling her life full of twists and turns
Sometimes offers happiness
Although fate returns

Punishment if your persist in spreading sorrow
In your environment where you only care for our need
Today and tomorrow denying the less fortunate a chance to borrow
A teaspoon of bliss feed

Which you felt doesn't belong to the broken hearted
Who filled with tears
Cried out for pity which you thwarted
Time and time again as you launched spears

To hurt those you claim to like
In moments when your fancy
Rode in arrogance her bike
To spurn pleas from Nancy.