Day 24-Poet’s Billow challenge: I apologize…

Very aptly so – this challenge asks us to write a poem of apology.

I’m so sorry for being impolite-

for not eating all you dished out,

especially the decadent humble pie,

served frozen-cold on a paper plate.

I regret that you felt so shadowed-

when I stood up to my full height.

It was not ever my intention

to make you feel so infinitismal!

I’m ashamed of my awful behavior-

for trying to soothe and placate you,

when you were frothing at the mouth-

your rage- spluttering shamelessly out!

Oh how I must unreservedly repent-

for standing in your pathway,

blocking out your rose-colored view,

if only you could and would have seen it!

Above all I am  mournful as I weep-

when I think of the disassembling souls,

convulsively, trembling and shuddering,

when your tornado spirals violently in.

To you I do bequeath

barren wasteland

For you my beautiful daughter

This barren estate I bequeath to you

Vast, desecrated land without any water

And as for food, this specially enhanced  pill  will do.

I’ve left my jewelry box with my pair of gold rings

I’m not sure if they will have much worth

In the new and priceless internet of things,

But no gold will you find again buried in the earth.

I’ve built a cooling fridge in your favorite spot.

At this stage I can’t be totally sure

But you may need to hide in it when it gets too hot,

And you’ll need my full armor to fight the climate war.

But most precious of all, I leave my Mac

And hope that you’ll discover a problem solving App

You might even be able to bring me back

So that I can help you clear up all my crap.