Do Ya?

           Do Ya?

The pure white dove.

It’s a symbol of love.

But, you never cared for that, 

do ya?

You drove that bird away.

The day he came your way.

You didn’t want any crap,

do ya?

The knights in days of old,

were quite chivalrous, I’ve been told.

You don’t know what it’s worth,

do ya?

A man of manners; a man of dignity.

Is a man you’ll rarely see.

Tell me. Do you think it’s a curse?

Do ya?

A monk can often be celibate

Yet, he hasn’t said the hell with it.

It’s his vows. You don’t comprehend,

do ya?.

You have no vows of your own.

Yet, your heart is made of stone.

Or, is it that you just pretend?

Do ya?

He is one who stays to himself.

His books and poetry is his wealth.

He, you avoided. Were you afraid?

Do ya?

Do ya run from every decent man?

Are you afraid of la la land?

Are you afraid of being laid?

Do ya?

Do ya fear what may transpire?

A romance that will set you on fire?

Or is it just an unknown fear?

Do ya?

Many species mate for life.

Does this translate to strife?

Is being a wife what you fear?

Do ya?

There is no answer in running away.

It will be just the same on any day.

Face your fears and  take a vow.

Do ya?

Do ya have the fortitude to step up?

Keep your life from becoming corrupt.

Do you think it is worth it now?

Do ya?

——————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)