In The Presence

Man made time given,
To minds restricted to boundaries.
And limited to labels placed.
As an expectation,
The creation of rules made...
Will be followed and obeyed.

No one born blessed with life to get,
Is never beyond the sight...
And always in the presence of their Maker.
Regardless of the name to call,
That which is always present.
To be relied upon to deliver,
That which is always present to do if asked.

'What do you mean,
If asked?'

'You know how you annoy,
Without it to be asked but still you are there?
Until you are determined,
To deliver in your presence...
A headache delivered from you to someone?'

'Why do you say such negative things to me?'

'I am making a positive point.
Don't always expect from me,
Judgement to pass.
As I attempted to say,
What you do to annoy has its benefits.
Think of it this way...
When people begin to lower their heads,
In the presence of something you said.
With it then to look as if annoyed?
Be proud to know,
That skill is yours to keep as your talent.'

'I never thought of it like that!'

'Trust me.
That talent to have seldom goes unnoticed.'

'I apologize.'

'Why?'
For what?'

'I thought you were going to say,
Something negative.
About how and the way I communicate.
I just want to be understood.'

'And you do that very well.
Some folks have unique ways,
To express their appreciation.'

'I never thought of it that way.'

'Do.
And eventually,
You will notice even better ways to improve.
Especially if you begin to ask them,
More questions before they leave you...
Talking about yourself.
Done to give as a hint AND clue.'