Poem: I Am Not the Same

I AM NOT THE SAME

I am the beast who beats his family down.
I am drama queen, philosopher, and clown.
I am an orchid where the thistles grow,
I am seldom the same five minutes in a row.

I have no patience for a minor delay,
Deferential and insistent on getting my way,
I am persistent as the Everest snow.
I am seldom the same five minutes in a row.

St. Michael at dawn, Judas at sunset,
Accomplishments frequent, goals abandoned, unmet.
Easily tempted, resolutely saying no,
I am seldom the same five minutes in a row.

Strong, weak, smart, dense,
Decisive, torn, riding the fence.
Leading the pack, watching the wind blow,
I am seldom the same five minutes in a row.

Consistency the hobgoblin
Has never been my problem.
In every interaction I radiate stress,
My mood a mystery for others to guess.

The hardest change? Not change at all,
To stay the course in each raging squall.
God, please command the sea be still,
And bring rest at last to my windswept will.