Thys Groesbeek's Poems

You Don't Own Me
By Thys Groesbeek
I can’t bear it when people assume they have a right to dictate your life.
It appears that they are oblivious to the concept that I grant them a place in my life.
Silly that they’re so unaware of it, don’t they qualify others before making friends?
It worries me how little control people have of their own lives.
And, I am the “silly one” while others aren’t aware of how their choices are made.

People are not aware of how ill placed their judgment of your life is.
Just because you are a relative or a long time friend, doesn’t secure you a right in my life.
I have a choice and I choose those I share my life with; continuously.
I can and will end it if that connection is detrimental to my sanity, way of life or faith.
Those, not aware of it, might just discover it with a shock when the communication ends.

Today again; I was told how I was wrong and how I would burn in hell.
I do not remember that another besides my God had that right to judge me like that.
I choose my God and you have not been selected for that post my friend.
You can’t even control whether I like you or not; what still of telling me how to live.
There is always a choice in matters; always, it might be hard, but that choice exists.

The life path that lies before us is unique and slants to who we are.
No two paths are identical.
No two individuals can go through life in an exact duplicate way.
You make and have made your choices using your ability to conclude.
We are not the same, why will we agree on all matters then?

While we elect our companions and friends; some opinions are merely tolerated.
A sane question to ponder on; how much of you are tolerated and then what is liked?
It is very separate things; something you can never be certain of.
But; you can be certain of your own opinion and to that you should remain true.
It is hell to live in conflict with yourself, so best you agree and live by your own choices.

I can’t grasp all the choices you’ve made; might even have made them myself.
I can respect you though; permit you responsibility for your own life.
I say permit, because I can choose to distrust your ability to live responsibly.
My God is all for free will; it seems sane to stand for it too.
Live your life based on your own conclusions and choices; fair?

So, to those that knows me…
Allow me to choose a path myself. 
You won’t stand next to me, when ultimate judgment is passed.
If you can’t do this; sadly, I might opt to remove your ignorance from my life.
Oh, how I dream of a sane and fair life for all; for now, I’ll go at it, alone.

Published : 2007-04-26
Type : Life

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