YOURS IS NOT THE POWER
5 June 2014
Strangulating grip
around my throat,
in name of love
you stab and gloat.
The bullying, orders,
the all-about-you,
the manipulation, lies,
so cruel too,
the beck and call
the jump through hoops,
as lower and lower,
your spirit stoops.
I changed your image
from dark to light
and brought you from
hated to being liked
and in return
you kept punishing me
schizophrenic
man, you be
when I dared
to disobey
your slyly veiled
rules of the day.
Your domination
is not for me.
You cannot kill
my spirit free.
Diana van den Berg
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You cannot kill my spirit free. Breath-holding read, but the ending verse was a yes! Yes! YES! Truly great write love the emotion weaved throughout each line. JL