It Appeared Poem by Vera Sidhwa

It Appeared


It appeared to me that you did bad things.
It appeared so.
These thoughts in my mind did grow and grow.

I didn't like the way you talked to that girl.
She didn't have a chance to say anything.
You let your hot temper unfurl.

You engage in bad deeds.
You like that so.
You like to immerse the good things low.

I didn't realize this when I first met you.
Why do you do the things you do?
You have a big job ahead of you.