I

The Door Keeper

I am trying to gain an entrance into my life.

But the door keeper the spirit of my ancestors have kept

me from that access.

They have trap me with my fears.

I cannot move.

They say worship us.

But I do not want too.

I want to gain access to my life.

I struggle to understand the four walls that my door

keeper has enclosed me in.

They watch me thinking that I would adore them but I do

not instead I suffer in silence.

No one to be my hero but the television.

But now the door keeper gets impatient.

1st September 2005