Doubt Poem by James Casey

Doubt

How dare You make me
Doubt that love exists!
I was never meant
To be as jaded as this.

Was it My youth that blinded Me
To this shattering truth? perhaps.
But, wasn't it, it was you,
Who demanded nothing less

Than complete honesty,
When You, Yourself,
Never gave it to Me
Why, on earth didn't I see?

How am I supposed to react?
Little that You said was actual fact.
Do I get angry and cause a scene?
Do I block it out, like a bad dream

If the situations were reversed
Who you be so kind as to just write a verse?
How would You handle this betrayal of trust?
What's worse, I kept in check a powerful lust

I know exactly what Your feelings would be.
No smiles, just hate you'd have for me
Why does this all have to be so hard?
I guess you would say it's not in the cards


Jim 1961