What Can You Offer Me Here?
What can you offer me here?
More heart ache, more pain?
Even now, look, you roll your eyes,
Disdain.
What have I suffered?
Nothing.
Nothing.
In the east, my brothers, my sisters
They suffer.
Persecution, their children frightened.
And then I look at you.
Brother in Christ, love me as He loved the church.
But you roll your eyes at me.
I have a car.
I have the ring you gave me.
I have my children bullied in schools
I have my four-bedroom house.
How I suffer?
Sarcasm.
Live with the rat catchers of India.
Live in the cold of Vietnam.
How I long for
Your mind engaged to mine.
The work of philosophy we purchased
Rather than the lap top you use
Yes, and the nights we spent talking,
Making love, and talking.
The nights you moaned inside of me
Spoke softly in my ear, touched my face.
Those nights never happened.
Just off and then sleep and what’s wrong with me.
What can you offer me here?
Your fears, your drive, your own concept of success,
So again, I ask to your anger, brother in Christ
What can you offer me here?
