Glopowrimo 9 Calm before the storm

Glopowrimo 9

Calm before the Storm

Quiet sober and silent
I'm waiting working out
Things in my head
Trying for solutions
To your decision
To non cooperate.

I who used to raise hell
Bite off the heads of  bullies
Am silenced by your sluggishness
Your apathetic matter of fact venom.

Your bite is fatal

Your bark is subtle.

I am defeated by oblique ambushes
Grinning guerilla warfare.

I wait.

I maintain calm.

I pray.

I cry.

I meditate.

I die.

Each day.
A bit of me
In the gutters
And cesspools of
Self esteem lies

And my confidence,
Daily dies.

But I'm not sure why
I am still alive.

I'm not sure why.
A defiant damsel inside me
Says I must try.

I just cannot die.

I will not.
Tolerate your lies.

Not anymore
Will you prick out
My  hapless gore.

I am now the eye of a
Ominous Tsunami
I am Ill fated
Untimely
But I will strike
Your shores
When you least
Expect me.

Perhaps you're swatting
Ants at the picnic
On your pristine plot
Of private beach
Full of pride
In property and righteous
Piety.

But you don't know
The calm deception
I have kept frozen
In chilled larders of revenge,
For your sweet consumption.

Doled it out daily
In bitter doses
With eyes glazed, open,
Staring like sin
Full of faux contrition.

Now bow low and deep and pray
A calm before the storm
Were your Glory days
Of crushing me
Like an ant at
Your picnic.

Before this night is out
My fury will take you
You won't get a second chance
Save your last tarantula dance
Three flashing strikes
Like lightning bolt
I will smite.

Annihilation
Total Destruction
Your extinction
The end of this game
My stormy signature
Underneath your name.

(c) Amrita Valan 2018

Glopowrimo 9 Calm before the storm