Patience

• Mia Smith, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2013

Patience deems stupid during this war,
The reasons equally pointless that we’re fighting for.
An invisible wall stands in between enemy,
Everyone has one but not all protect thee.
Splurges of vocabulary fighting their way to your lips,
Clawing at our skin until our flesh tears and rips.
Only then can the words that have made it to the end,
Be spoken with the power intended to descend.
But they shrivel and wither and lose full effect,
The meaning lost and the rapturous power wrecked,
My vague proposition to keep our harm obsolete,
Is not in the queue to be heard, I am defeat.
But, no buts, no B U T S,
Why do I continue this ranting when it’s lost all emphasis?
Because the point-ful point I try to defend,
Never shares or confides no enemy, no friend’s.
No need to know or have knowledge about,
I can be satisfied with its outcome, but it never comes out.
Contrary to my emotion I was never a shy one,
Suffer against admittance; I can’t take back what I’ve done.
Pensive and distraught, the silence breaks, still broken,
I can’t deny or hide those words, I spoke them.
In an endless feud to be the listened to one,
I can’t erase or forget all the damage I’ve done.