ThereA Poem by SoundOfThoughtTrue value
Recently, I’ve had an obsession That’s made absolutely no progression
You see, it’s because I came to question
What lies over there
My fixation soon gave me fiery aggression
And although I had practiced decompression
The question brought me swiftly into a regression
What lies over there?
I can’t hold back, there’s no hope for suppression
No way I can put myself under repression
Ah! My gnawing curiosity trumps all attempts at oppression!
What lies over there!?
To you I now make a confession
And I hope that I don’t give you the wrong impression
But I must have it under my possession!
Whatever that lies over there!
I’m afraid that I’m lost in crippling depression
For my efforts have hit an impoverished recession
Yet still, I can’t help myself, there will be no digression
I must know what lies over there!
I can see that from your expression That you wish to acquire a new accession
Saying this betrays my powers of discretion
But I know what lies over there…
How would you know such a thing? What is your profession?
Are you a thief who wishes to add it to your collection?
Or the original owner who wants a repossession
Of whatever lies over there!?
I am neither a thief nor the owner. Forgive my transgression
But if you wish, I can help you with a bit of intercession
All that I ask of you is a small concession
I care not for what lies over there
What is it you desire? No need for this precession
It’s yours! Will it require a procession?
I’m sure I can pay any reward in a single session
Please just tell me what lies over there!
In order to cure you of your sight’s compression
And to teach you a most valuable lesson
I ask that you give me the chance to dissuade you and your mind freshen
From what it is that lies over there
Very well, friend, I will listen to your suggestion
But you best not try any sort of deception
Or else you’ll end up going in quite the unfavorable direction
Why should I forget about what may lie over there?
What I’m about to say may be met with bad reception
But I think that it’s about time I brought it to your attention
Look all around you, are you unsatisfied with the perfection?
Why do you need what slumbers over there?
Your journey, right from its conception
Was foolhardy. You’re more naïve than a freshman
Do you view your family, friends and fortune as some ghastly infection?
What could be better over there?!
My friend… you are right. How did I not make the connection?
They’ve loved me so much, yet I ignored their affection
What lies over there pales in comparison to even the reflection
Of what I have here
© 2016 SoundOfThoughtAuthor's Note
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