Whatever it is you believe I am.
And from 'whatever' point of view,
This is observed.
Know this...
I have earned to do as I please.
You can edit, splice and dice my life...
With gossip you lip.
But know this...
My gratefulness and blessings I get,
Are not exchanged with you in mind.
Know this...
I suggest you not waste your time,
On someone who has both identity and peace of mind.
And know this about that...
To someone who has earned to be who and what they are,
You are far from being a priority.
And distant from being placed on their agenda.
In other words...
You do not exist!
Not for someone like this!
Or me.
Know this and take notice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem