Stake over self- a poem
Stake over self
picture from: @debbieclark_art |
I tended to
romanticize my life a lot
All my
faith was vested in the world, its people, its places, and its ways
I wanted to
change the system and rise to power in days
Hoping I
would roll people’s lives around like some dice
I would
snap my fingers, and everyone would heed my advice
But who are
we kidding
Neither can
I skip the snowstorms of the West
Nor does
the earth rotate at my behest
But I do
have control on what music I listen to when I walk in the storm
And whether
or not I adhere to the norm
I can
choose to forgive myself for the unintentional mistakes made
I can
decide which problem to tackle and what to evade
If I want,
I can make the best out of my week
I can
choose to stay hopeful and respond with love when everything around is bleak
I still
tend to romanticize my life a lot
I’m bruised
by the jostles of callous people, desolate places, and painful episodes
I’m wrought
by the choice of not walking on the rutted roads
And so, this
time all my faith and hope are vested in me
This time I
assume authority over everything I can be
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