Request to Change

Stopped in a chair Legs crossed and brows arched Across from me A woman with a contemptuous air To match her pose I tried my best But her condescending tone I could not compose I made a request To drop a simple class That I confess Had me all kinds of distressed But no no no Her soft voice answered You must not give up No matter how slow I tapped my foot For I had no patience For district games and rules Which I knew were afoot A new one came A man in suit and tie He shook my hand Then he told me his name He then explained For if I gave up It would open the gates Letting waters run unrestrained My impatience grew As I explained It was my own choice But from them, my voice withdrew Sorry, said he That I could not say What you wished to hear While I merely wanted to flee Two pair of eyes upon my face Coddling and nurturing As though I was too young To truly understand this case Then he left Surely to Disappoint a new student And leave them in a chair bereft So I rose from my seat Jaw clenched Body rigid with fury Face burning with red heat I flew from that room Wishing desperately That somehow, someway My anger could them consume To calm my mind My soul did lift To attempt a song That so did wind It soothed me not For my anger grew At this unreasonable force I had just fought The freedom to choose I had been promised Was stolen away By a simple bruise For now my anger away Only this poem may console My impatient mind That hated to obey A poem may comfort The request required to abort A voice made to contort Despite all of my tireless effort