'Nothing Else… 19/10/09 Poem by Margaret Alice

My positive book says whatever you want
you shall have, as long as you concentrate
and meditate and contemplate and think it
into existence, to keep my job, I decided
to do just that

It changed my mouth, determined to keep
doing repetitive things pulls my mouth
corners down, changes my face into a
perpetual frown, while I focus on being
an official

No laughter comes to me, to keep earning
a salary, I have to chain my soul, tie up my
spirit, cannot smile or laugh or enjoy life –
when it seemed I would lose my job,
nothing else felt good

I decided I might just as well throw in the
towel and accept defeat, to succeed
requires denial of everything and
so be it, there is nothing else…