ICE CREAM

Do not cry

or pout or whine.

There is no ice cream for you.

This is the fate you requested

whether you saw it before.

Now, watch the melting bowl

dribble down the drain

un-tasted by your tongue.

Be not sad

or regretful

for there is no place for that

in this new world.

There is no place for anything

but you

and your plate

filled with the items you ordered

wanted and desired.

You have made this choice.

There is no ice cream for you.

Accept it

as it melts away,

spilt

while you

have been told not to cry.