Turn away from me if you wish.
Give me the silent treatment.
Ignore my words.
And act as if I do not exist.
But know this,
Even if I should disappear...
What would be clear,
Are your obstacles.
And those are far more daunting,
Than any haunting I may leave...
Because you were too obstinate to believe,
I could be in your corner.
With your back as my concern.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem