Tell Me, Please

Tell me something I don’t know today.

Tell me about sorrow, the pain. I want

to understand. Tell me about the bitter

cold and torrents of rain, the desert

heat and farmland fields of grain. Today,

this day, I want to feel what you know

to be true. And the lies, I want to know

them too. There are secrets which need

to be revealed so that we know what

makes the flowers grow, what makes

the world turn and the birds fly. I want

to know the when, where, how and why?

Tell me again from where you come,

what motivates you to continue on

this course you are on? I want to know

about all the sticks and stones, what it

feels like to be alone? Your thoughts,

please, on the righteousness and indig-

nities. Let me in on all the atrocities

you have seen. I need to know the pon-

derings of import, each and every triviality.

And once again, more importantly, tell about

the mystery of you and me? Tell me some-

thing I need to know. What on Earth makes

the flowers grow? And don’t tell me it’s a

bloody mystery. Believe it or not, there are

reasons for all these happenings and more,

you know.

Chris Hanch 9-20-19