Ready

'What are you doing? '

Taking off my kid gloves.
Flexing my muscles...
Prepared and ready,
To show what I'm made of!

'I thought you did that already?
At least I had that impression.'

Oh no!
If anything...
You caught me in rehearsals.
Practicing strategies.
I have only just begun...
To show what I can do,
And get what that is done!
I'm going to remove some giggles...
And a few remnants of laughs.
I have been much too lenient...
With those conveniently,
Disrespecting me and my tasks!
And far too long,
That has gone on!
I am going to make clear...
What I will unleash upon their eyes and ears!
And I've been here...
Ready.
Ready for them to become aware.
My presence will be felt,
And made quite clear!

Power up my engines...
Father!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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