Don’t Ask


Rick Wakeman appearing at the Royal Albert Hal...

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You ask me a
question,

As you’re
just passing by,

But I don’t
want to answer you,

And you don’t bother asking why,

Your time is
limited, you’re going somewhere,

You asked
just to be polite,

The chance you
had to know more about me,

Was gone
when you walked out of sight,

Within me
there was an answer,

But it was
blocked by questions of my own,

What would
this do to our relationship,

If the truth
spills out,

If you find
my fears, my pain,

Would you
talk to be again,

Yes, I have
wants and needs,

And I’ll
listen to your deeds,

And
sometimes I want to know about you,

Tear down
your walls and share what’s inside,

Be authentic
and please don’t hide,

If you’re
only pretending to be my friend,

Then don’t
ask deep questions again,

Just say hi
and goodbye,

Smile a weak
smile and walk on by,

Asking
“How are you?” means you care too,

I’m ready if
you’re ready to share.

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7 thoughts on “Don’t Ask

  1. When someone askes “How are you?” and is really interested, it is so healing. But, have you notices how often you can ask that with a really caring heart and not get a response?

    Another lively and true poem. Thanks, Dan!

    • Too many people are caught in their own worlds and don’t want to know others. You are so right in your observations.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

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