I’m not interested
in your rights or in your wrongs
in your screams or in your songs
in denial or belief
in your joy or in your grief
I’m not interested
in the darkness of your light
in the justice of your fight
in the shortness of your sight
I’m not interested
I’m not interested
in your lies or in your truth
in your faith or in your proof
in your destiny or fate
in your love or in your hate
I’m not interested
in hearing your sad reasons
in seeing your clear treason
in changing with your seasons
I’m not interested
I’m not interested
in your rise or in your fall
I’m not impressed at all
I’m just not interested
© Daniel E. Barndt