I don't like the word "please"
It makes me feel so bad
It makes me think of childhood
When every day was sad...
I remember Father's face,
tears flowing silently,
as he whispered on the phone
" please don't fire me..."
I remember sister's eyes
when our father died,
leaving us two all alone
to beg and plead for life...
I remember reaching out my hands
and begging shamelessly
from people I had never met
and from people who knew me...
I remember sister's screams
piercing through her bedroom door
as she pleaded breathlessly
" please ...oh please no more!"
I don't like the word "please"
Avoid it while you can!
For when you're forced to use it
Only then you'll understand...
Did this move you emotionally? If so in what ways?
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This packs a powerful punch to the stomach and heart; painfully sad this really strikes out at those who think 'please' is always a good thing, I can relate to being forced to use the word ... many times in the past so can appreciate this stanza:
"I remember sister's screams
piercing through her bedroom door
as she pleaded breathlessly
"please...oh please no more!""
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Thanks for your comment. I'm glad you understood that I was trying to convey that please is not always a good thing. That was my main intent in writing this poem. I tried to conjure up as much pathos as possible in order to convey this idea. Thanks again for your nice comment.
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Yes, there is quite a bit of emotion in this piece, your description had prepped for one type of poem, but this is chilling. Beautifully crafted poem.
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Shawna
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Ah yes! The reason for the misleading prep is to draw in my target audience--those who use the word "please" without considering the reason for using it. But I guess it is sort of false advertising, so I'll change it. Thanks again for your nice comment.
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