I Long To Be
by Trapeta B. Mayson ©
I long to be static free
Confusion, chaos free
I want to be around wash and wear folks
Just leave me on the line to dry on breezy days folks
I hate when people press me
Depress me, Oppress me, want to Suppress me
I simply long to be
Without complicated label, temperature controls
Special instructions
I long to be static free
Free from the cling, the pull
The situations sticking to me
Like stubborn lint balls on wool
Give me folks that's into cotton, into naturals
Without fanfares, Sunday go to meet attire
I don't want nothing tight on me, upsetting me
I don't like drama, performances
Requiring costumes, clown attire, masks
Just leave me on the line to dry
On breezy days with other wash and wear folks
I long to be
Static free, confusion, chaos free
No need to press me
No need to press me
From her book “Mocha Melodies”©
,
Ms.Trapeta B. Mayson, poet
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