Ignore Poem by Randy McClave

There was a pounding upon my front door
I never answered it, so I heard it no more
Then I noticed clutter upon my kitchen floor
So I closed my eyes that mess I did ignore.

I looked at my finger and thought of a ring I once wore
Which was a symbol of the love that I had before
Now that love and truth, I will never restore
So thinking about love and marriage, I do ignore.

I left my house to head to the store
Then the rain it came, and it began to pour
Then came the lightning and the thunders roar
And that storm as well, I did ignore.

Then while shopping, I noticed it was about four
People in the market were talking about religion and war
I heard children crying and saw people that were sore
And to them all, I did happily ignore.

I met a young woman outside whom seemed very poor
She was asking for help and nothing more
Some men called her trash, some women called her a whore
I gave her some money, the hypocrites I did ignore

When I arrived home I thought furthermore
Some of past thoughts and memories I again did explore
I then pulled out a book from my dresser drawer
Then about the world and others, I did ignore.


Randy L. McClave