The magician will always be with you

 

 

 

 

 

It feels like a permanent house arrest
or a time arrest for you
no really dear
no “me” time
and most are clueless too
a single parent
a mum and a dad
and your son autistic too
and having a POS for father
who made off, into the blue

a really nasty piece of work
that had his way with you
and left you really low and dry
the yoga creep did woo
other women, other victims
other souls, perhaps
who would be denied the honesty
and might be called
poor saps

for he loves only himself
a body without a mind
a really evil individual
who has wined and dined
on you and other victims
and goes about as though
he’s the fcking bees knees
but he’s mindless, as we both know

its a kind of permanent nightmare
the chores of course we know
your son needs lots of attention and love
and the bills of course just grow
no maintenance he just buggered off
a low life and a creep
and what is left, my darling girl
those quiet hours when you weep

those pretty eyes those regal looks
your way with clothes
italian cooks
would marvel at your salads green
those pasta sauces taste and sheen
my darling girl
what you see
standing now in front of thee
is a life really that’s much the same
your thumbs are sore
really you came
into this world to give so much
Aradia and she as such
will focus and will sprout anew
for that is what you want to do

and it will happen never fear
all the while that I am here
the foundation stones have all been laid
the karmic patterns are now displayed
that beautiful soul that within you cries
that wonderful brain forever wise

Its a kind of permanent house arrest
no “me” time for you
to just invest
just an old man
who has come along
and is busily singing his winter song
his love for you is immense and he
will follow you into eternity
and if he, is, the magician
he professes to be
your life will improve
immeasurably

well that’s his hope
and that’s his prayer
his affirmations are everywhere
they are in the forest
out on the green
and everywhere nice
you have ever been
by the sea
along the sand
where ever he is able
to hold your hand

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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