Patti Masterman

I'D Rather Have His Disdain - Poem by Patti Masterman

I'd rather have his disdain
Than somebody's worship;
Would rather see him smirk
Than anybody smile.
Any word from him, no doubt must be heaven-sent;
Any other's syllables; more needless guile.
I'd rather be on his bad list;
The dear lines, work on his forehead,
Just to take my punishment, as he sees fit:
I'd crawl through miles of jagged glass
Just to look on his face again,
And gladly be thought lacking class;
For him, would commit any sin.
But I'll never say the word that
Could cause his soul's upheaval,
And I'll never force a choice
Upon his parceled days:
I'll make sure all the pain's mine,
And guard his life like an angel,
And then if I am successful:
My life will become his sign.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 10, 2010

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