IF I COULD MAKE YOU HAPPY
Through the eye of a needle I’d squeeze for you
Through verdant forest and mountains I’d trek for you
Across snow bound wilderness I’d push and plough
If I thought it would make you happy
All my wealth I’d relinquish
All the clothes on my back
The car on my drive, you can have it
If I thought they would make you happy
My tears I will shed
My blood you can cipher
My body abuse and debase
If I thought it would make you happy
My life I’d give up
My senses surrendered
My soul as a gift
If I thought I could make you happy
Grind my bones to a pulp
Dismember my limbs
Pop my eyes clean out of their sockets
It’s all worthless
And useless
No point at all
If I can’t make you happy
On a plate you can have me
Trussed, oiled and bound
I would sacrifice all for your smile
But still
It won’t make you happy.
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RAPID CYCLING POEMS
PoetryA collection of random dark, funny, spiritual and emotive poems. Copyright 2003-2014 by J E BENNETT All rights reserved.
