Alone

Your decree in all matters obdurately
final. You brooked no discussion,
no dissent, while claiming the route
of communication open, in all areas -
as long as no one questioned your
faultless judgement and unassailably
emotional logic. When you were born
you squalled your defiance of life.

How could you have known it would
confound and then complicate, finally
reject your every move? Life does seem
to do that to those who snub its
trajectory, intent on forging their own
destiny while taking no prisoners,
burning all bridges fecklessly behind
them on that long, frustrating journey.