Author Samuel Hazo You, my statue, why do you torment me?Everything is as clearas though I were my yesterday, my today, my tomorrow.You have the power and the mystery,so let me enjoy for a whilewhat little trifles you have left me. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments