Take me back to the womb
I was wise then.
Take me back to my childhood
The lies then.
Take me back to my schooltime
The blues time.
Take me back to my college
I'll curse them.
Take me back to my mother
Most Catholic.
Take me back to the priests
Most fanatic.
Take me back to my job
'Twas my prison.
Take me back to the church
No religion.
Take me back to old age
I'm despised now.
Take me back to the grave
No more poise now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poem filled with angst and written with a wry smile. Like the lack of sentimentality in this strangely evocative poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥