May I Ask?

I want to ask you a question

How to ask I do not know

I wish to enter your bastion

Which foot first I do not know.

I hope my voice doesn’t crackle

My query is a very serious one

How do I know you will not chuckle

What if my speech is suddenly undone?

My question’s a very important one

You are the one with the answer

Only wish every time my courage weren’t gone

And my conscience weren’t made to suffer.

But how should I introduce it

Should I, “Sir, may I ask?’

Or should I just deliberately choke you with it

Make it a difficult task?

My mind wanders away at the moment

To ensure you are not insulted

To be wary of my breath which spent

To please you before you departed.

A hundred times I rehearse

Standing still I deliver my speech

My voice is covered by the clouds of curse

Such a mumble you ask me, “Please beseech.”

Once more I take an attempt at courage

This time it is loud and clear

Toes shiver at my blundering rage

While you deliver your answer for me to hear.

Satisfied with whatever you said

I turn my back in relief

That the words elicited from my mouth had paid

To relieve my terrible grief.

Deep Blue