My Sadness And Torment Poem by Randy McClave

When you were ashamed of me
Of you I was not,
In my mind you and I were a key
And the same soul we had sought.
I didn't care about your past
Were you went or what you had done,
Of that I had never cared about or asked
Our future had just begun.

When you refused to hold my hand
So, others would not ever know,
In my heart that route wasn't planned
I could then hear the cock crow.
You never knew who I was
Even when your old life I hoped had departed,
But, then truly who know what one does,
When a new beginning has just started.

When you told me that we were a couple
I proudly smiled from ear to ear,
My soul was happy and my mind was supple
I was truly happy that you were here.
But, then you told me one main rule
And that rule had to be deception and a lie,
I had to become fool
And no one ever could know about you and I.

When of me you were abashed
Remember this, I was never embarrassed of you,
I felt used, hurt and trashed
What you done, I would had never put you through.
Of you I was never ever ashamed
Whatever we done or wherever we had went,
One day your soul will be claimed
Then you will know of my sadness and torment.

Randy L. McClave