Poem: Common Ground

Dear Lord
help me see

the light

of day.
Fulfill this

simple request
I pray.
Common ground,

father I have searched long for it.
For common ground

I have shoveled through
a lot of s**t.
Dating someone only to find a shallow stream.
A stagnant lake, lacking the initiative

and the willingness

to dream.
A breathtaking, narrow street

running along a winding, bumpy road.
Where the simplest analogy

has to be conveyed in Morse code.
In the name of compromise

I allowed my standards to fall;
Many times have I knocked my head

against the wall.
Locking myself into a cage with birds

that can not fly.
Fleeing captivity only after realizing

that life was passing me by.
Nursing my bruises like a boxer

after the final round;
Still seeking, still hoping

for common ground.
Amen.

By Sean R. E. Munnings
The Raga~Lover

Copyright © 2006 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.