Do Not Enter

Do Not Enter
By: Brittany A. Preiss


It isn’t an easy thing to do
For it is chained and latched with key-less locks
And bolted shut from bottom up to top

And although one would think that this alone would do
I’ll trick you now with something new
Because along with bolts and chains and locks
Its suspended nearly heaven high
To prevent even the most pesky passersby
From catching the smallest glimpse of what’s inside

And what lies behind? You ask perplexed
Are things I’d rather you didn’t know
Because a secrets not a secret if I’m putting it up for show

So instead I think I'll get to work
Adding locks and chains and metal bolts
And my thoughts will be imprisoned deep
Into the dungeons of my soul to sleep
So run along, There’s no changing my mind
Or stay and help me hang my final “Do Not Enter” sign