Enter through the front
the portal sealed and tight
No exit shall be offered You.
Draw the chair to table
shroud blanket over knee
Reflect a while life’s offers, You.
Within you’ll find a solace
without Anxious dismay
Why exit whilst this offer’s You.
Intent upon a thought
unsettling but to one
The question what You’ve offered you.
Still in time
yet no, Still time
That is what’s been offered You.
Professed to take the right
though right to take despite
Never being offered You.
Stand down from here
in Piece resolved
These closed doors oft’ do proffer, You.