Oh give me words to explain <br />my father to you, to the world, <br />to everybody; it breaks my <br />heart when he is attacked <br />on the ground of false rumours <br />that were spread about him; <br />I’m crying in my helplessness <br />to defend him; you just don’t <br />listen to what I say, I refuse <br />to talk to you as long as you <br />insist on degrading him to <br />a state lower than Heathcliff, <br />as long as you persist in <br />clinging to the false illusions <br />created by his Catherine; <br />you decried her as irrational – <br />yet insist on perpetuating her <br />lies, cannot you see the <br />inconsistency of your own <br />mind?<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-inconsistency-of-your-own-mind/
