Tug Of War Poem by June FeirCruz

There are six of us in this equation
There is YOU on your own
There is YOU in her house
Then there is YOU with me.
There is ME on my own
There is ME in his house
Then there is ME with you.
How could love so pure be convuluted?
How could we allow for this to happen?
How could there be YOU and Her when there is NO her?
And how could there be Me and Him when there is NO him?
Such bitter pills for us both to swallow
Such confusion in this day and age
Here we are: being tugged and pulled
One way, this way, that way
Where do we belong?
Tugged of love and war
Unconfuse me....

10/21/09
8: 02 pm