Please Don'T

Please don't make me learn algebra In a poem; don't force feed me Politics, religion lessons- Don't lecture about the useless job you have; I know people on welfare buy stupid things, I know bosses are ignorant, and programs are redundant, I know governments are clueless and shortsighted: Just- can't you- find one beautiful thing, That has never before been said; simple really. It's not always necessary to go into the breakdown of society, Or stupify us with your moral landscape; Just because you can come up with an unsolvable dilemma, Doesn't mean it will make the perfect subject matter. It's not show and tell, or even kiss and tell. I don't need to know that you get up every day And drive yourself to a boring job. Everyone does that; what I want to find out Is what you saw today, that was different from yesterday, From last month, last year, What was unexpected; tremendous; heartbreaking- In fact if you can, just leave the driving out of it (But remember no cussing at other drivers) Now try to describe that unusual thing You have never noticed before; That you may never come upon again And make me burn inside, wanting to see it too. If you can make me feel I might die, if I never come across it That's even better: then your work as a poet is finished; And then you can go do all those things that you do Every day- that I don't need to hear about. Actually, you can write about anything you want to: Just don't let it be common..