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Do Not, Offend Me



 



The rant



Do not offend me



I am them; I am they,



I am she; I am he



I am myself; I am not myself



I am known; I am mystery



 



I do not know who I am



 



Do not offend me,



I am ageing; I am youthful



I am ageless; I am growing



I’m vibrant; I am weary



I am wounded; I am healing



I am poorly; I am trying



 



I do not know what I am doing



 



Do not offend me,



I am beauty; I’m unfolding



I am confidence in the shadows



 



I am trickling potential, longing to water fall



Proving to myself how I proved it to the world



 



The why



 



If you offend me



I will take you and our memories



Which I’ll no longer share



I will put you in a box



Wrap it in black tape



And send it to the box



The ‘nothing’ box, of my recollections



 



If you offend me



You’ll be nothing! Nothing,



But that which gives offence



And nothing you’ll remain, until I may delight



In your contrite assuagement



 



The how



 



To not offend me



Know everything I know, and everything I might



Know how I’ve responded; how I might respond



Know what pierces me; what pieces me together



 



To not offend me



Be beautiful; be strong



Be knowledgeable; be perfect



Be compassionate; empathetic



Be healed, oh be healed 



Wholly, healed.



 



You must not bring wounds of your own



 



To not offend me, O perfect one,



Anticipate my journey,



All the sparkles; all the blisters



Especially the blisters



 



And don’t, poke them



And don’t, point at them



And don’t, acknowledge them



 



But to commend my valiance



 



A world without offence you see



Is mine to every degree



And it all depends on you



 



So, long, feel, think, respond, create, enjoy, be



But only be that, which offends me not.



 



The summary



 



Now that you know how, O generous one



Predict who I am



Anticipate my idiosyncrasies



Uphold my point of view



Celebrate my person-hood



 



Until you, do not offend me



 



The resolution



 



Do not offend me o friendly one



Or we are not friends



Unless I; yes I



Relinquish my entitlements



So I grow into me enough



And into your world a little



 



To seek above offence:



 



The cubic mile of our parallels



The tapering gradient to our convergence



The momentary point of our intersection



 



Here, for mutual connection



I’ll trade my right



To be offended



 



 



 

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