It Shall Be Life Poem by Mustafa Marconi

Wondering where the moments fly
Where the tears come from when they cloud my eyes
The evening breeze calms my livid soul
Forgive him his sins or watch him go
Fortunately for everyone involved
It shall be restraint, it shall be life
Morning greets me with a thunderous pounding at my door
Badges and affidavits throwing my possessions outdoors
A predatory loan has finally relieved my family of our home
Two years after the predatory lenders crippled the economy
Ushering me into the alarmingly bulging numbers of the unemployed
The criminals received bailouts
The disillusioned victims are reconciled
To abandon their dreams and get out
My soldiers strategically stationed, ready to war
Not for this, not now
The morning breeze calms my livid soul
Forgive them their trespasses or watch them go
Fortunately for everyone involved
It shall be restraint, it shall be life
Wondering where the precious moments fly
Where the rage disappears to when I look into my daughters eyes
How much can a man swallow before he erupts?
When the spirit finally breaks and cries out, “enough is enough”
How long before I adopt the philosophical theories of revolution
And latch out against a society that is attempting to cripple me
How long before the pain and disillusion
Morphs into violent and physical confrontations
Trying earnestly to seek higher ground
As desperation consumes every fiber of my inconsequential existence
The afternoon breeze fans my highly combustible soul
Tempted to let loose and just go with the flow
Fortunately for my family and everyone else involved
I’ll reel in my anger and use some restraint
At least for the moment
It shall be life