Melanated Rhapsody
Tit for Tat 02/11/2010
 
Tit for Tat

It’s somehow justifiable when it’s your act(ion)
When its you it becomes a truth or a fact
Yet when it’s me – I’m considered a quack (mine is fiction).
When I drop milk – you tell me to clean it up and let that be a lesson to you
Yet when you drop milk you ask me “to stop stressing you!”
When I oversleep – you say “I was too busy to call and stuff?”
Yet when you oversleep you ask me “why I didn’t wake you up?”
When I want to clean up you get mad because I move a thing
When you decide to clean up – you will move anything
When I tell a lie - you go straight CSI or FBI
But when you tell a lie – “How Dare I Spy!”
If I go all day without calling you say “Oh! now you remember me!”
If you go all day without calling – it’s “My job has me sooo busy to call thee!”
When I lock my phone – I must be concealing a mystery
When you lock yours – It’s what right do you have to look at my history

 
Is your manure somehow casted in roses, cinnamon, and spices-
With no smell, no disease, pleasant to the eyes, sweet like Icees?
Is it somehow different that you are allowed to have normal human conditioned emotional responses to stimuli?
But when I get similar stimuli –
I’m not supposed to cry
I’m not supposed to hurt, get suspicious
I’m not supposed to get angry or vindictive and pry
Yet it is ok for you to be Magnum PI


Your wrongs, your secrecies, your deceptions - may be smaller than my indiscretions
But my heart still requires protection
My heart, like yours, still needs your affection
My heart still bleeds from your words and deeds
If I cut your heart apart –
it doesn’t make it any less painful if you tear my heart out
“Shit!! It still hurts like Hell”
It’s ok for you to be suspicious and dwell-
on the past-- wondering if it will become the future
But if I dwell – you wonder why my open wound hasn’t already been sutured.


Well Life doesn’t work like that.
I will respond and hurt, like you, to things you do
This ain’t a game for me either – this Tit for Tat
It’s a matter of Life or Death
I will love you to death with my every and last breath
 


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