Stubborn Spanner Poem by John Sensele

Is it your whim that I should squirm in pain
Surrender my dignity to assuage your pride
And bend on my knees for you to reign
Supreme over me as you stand to deride

Efforts I make to breathe fresh air
Into the adventure your stubbornness
Kills with your lack of care and the unfair
Attitude you bring to bear on the happiness

We vowed to build and shield
From vagaries of indifference
That crop up over time in the field
If you and I skip the circumference

Where the heart of the matter lies
Looking askance at the manner
We handle hurdles as though our eyes
Looked forward to throwing in the works a stubborn spanner.