Poetry by Jeff Green

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They tell me what to do

by cricketjeff on November 1, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

I cannot live without the dream of you
I do not know why you have gone away
I only know that I am going to stay
Who are these men who tell me what to do
      Throughout my life I shall be strong and true
      You’ll always be the one to light my fire
      The perfect lover that I must desire
      Who are these men who tell me what to do
When you are in my life the world is new
These bright white coats have tied me to the bed
They want to put electrodes on my head
Who are these men who tell me what to do
      I cannot live without the dream of you
      Who are these men who tell me what to do

Why would you go and leave me in a stew
I love you more than any love before
And yet I have more love for you in store
Who are these men who tell me what to do
      I used to know the names of all the crew
      But now I’ve lost the memories I need
      It seems they only want my mind to bleed
      Who are these men who tell me what to do
They ask me things I haven’t got a clue
They say that I have lead an awful life
And someone said that I had killed my wife
Who are these men who tell me what to do
      Why would you go and leave me in a stew
      Who are these men who tell me what to do

Author notes

A pair of “Echo Sonnets”, a form based on the Kyrielle sonnet but in iambic pentameter and using envelope rhyme a1,b,b,A,a,c,c,A,a,D,D,A,a1,A. where both a1 and A are repeated lines.

Inspired by a beautiful song, “Bright White Jackets” by April Smith.