Finally, here’s our daily (optional) prompt. This one may seem counter-intuitive, but today I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about something you have absolutely no interest in. This isn’t quite the same, I think, as something you’re indifferent to. For example, I have absolutely no interest in investment strategy. Anytime anyone tries to tell me about it, I want to put my fingers in my ears and go “lalalalalala.” My brain tries to shut down! This is honestly kind of funny, and I think this prompt has value precisely because it invites you to investigate some of the “why” behind resolutely not giving two hoots about something.
Crib, crib, crib all day
Whine and complain
Play the same refrain-
How all the world's a monster
And your life's a disaster
Of others, you say,' They're all so lucky!'
And I'm thinking, 'Oh,please!
She's got to be kidding'
Just then, you look at me
And repeat, 'You have it all. You're so lucky'
How is that fair?
You know I've had my share.
What kind of friend doesn't understand?
It isn't obvious beforehand-
The mold of envy creeps in stealthily
Pulling downwards, like gravity.
Blinding, like harsh sun's rays.
If only you'd change your ways
This thing you feel, makes my gut churn
And my skin burn.
My ears go buzzing
I feel my system shutting
And, you say it again, "You're so lucky"
With a flicker of misery in your eyes that say, "Why not me?"
And I think 'Seriously!
How can one be so self-centred, not to see?'
My mind warns, 'Keep her at bay.'
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