please stop asking
if i’m okay,
only to offer
how it is with you:
i hear you, but
i have reached capacity.
i will take up your cause
tomorrow
or maybe never
please stop talking
asking what i know
what i have seen
stop marveling
about yet another murder that should
never
have
been
please stop reaching, don’t
extend greedy hands for
that cookie, wanted
expected, nay, believed
deserved from brown hands
i see you. you do
your good deed. now let it be
between you and your Eternity
with me left
alone
please stop
please
stop