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I said “No”


Misunderstandings; not understanding.
The sound of ducks and chickens.
I say “A”, you say “Z”.
I am not speaking Greek.

A committee was being set up.
A request for me to join.
I declined the invite. I said “No”.
Yet I am included in the group.

How condescending is that?
All my reason given for not joining.
Yet, I find myself in this committee,
of “Quacks” and “Clucks”; not understanding.

I am fuming at being in this group.
What gives others the right?
To ignore my decision.
Or think my decline means “Yes”.

I decide to exit the group. Poof!
Then I delete the group. Poof!
This is as direct as I can get.
Which part do you still not understand?

By C.E. Pereira



I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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