you claim to be with us
in our sorrow and joy, this cannot be
when i ask you what our dreams are
you reason out
that these matters are my personal matters
that i must keep within my heart
no, mother, since you do not know what
my dreams are
you never know me, and you never love me
the interest pushes you to know
and the knowledge keeps the love
aflame.
RIC S. BASTASA
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-can-you-be-with-us/
