Easy Thing. Poem by maria goodison

OK, ok, calm your self don't shout at me
like that.
It's a easy thing to keep me glued, safe
and sound.
All you need to do is treat me right from
the start, but treat me wrongly and see how
fast you can run.
Read to me from time to time i don't mind
what about.
I'm an easy person that like to sit down by
the sea, laughing in the summer rain.
To keep me bright it's not all that hard, just
pick your socks up off the floor.
And from time to time wash the windows, maybe
feed the snake.
To have such joy and no sorrow let me unwind
leave the door locked and the mud out side.
I'll do the things a good woman should and not
bother you with my day.
I will not let the paper print a bad word or let
the fight's come throw the wall's.
You'll be the man and I the woman and things will
be just fine.