By Tanya Dhillon
If I were to be murdered,
I’d ask my killer -
“Will it make you happy
Because if it will,
Then I welcome death
With open arms.”
Knowing
That I will bring someone joy.
If I were to be cheated on,
I’d ask my companion -
“Do they give you butterflies?
Because if they do,
Then I will walk away
From your path
Aware
That I’m not where I belong,
Yet.
If I were to be betrayed,
I’d tell my betrayer -
“I wish you a better life than mine.”
Because the greatest vengeance
Is none,
But the hope
That nobody ever treads on
A heart-wrenching path
Such as this.
If I were to be loathed,
I wouldn’t ask my hater -
“Why do you do so?”
I’d simply wish them well
And move on.
Doing so, I’d free them
Of this incinerating emotion.
If I were to be left alone,
I’d simply thank the universe.
For it has shown me
That the only companion
I need for life
Is myself.
And that is enough.