I can't remember when
I just know now what it was
When I stopped listening
Waiting around for help
At ten I made up, that I couldn't hear
Made it to hospital and grommets put in
All because no one could catch me out
From then I realised, a game life was
By fourteen I was out on the streets
Giving up on authority that tried to help
Empowering myself to take my lead
Letting life go where ever it did
Two years on I started to work
Thinking there was no choice
Became part of the system again
Still holding on to the deeper flame
Seeing a world that contradicts itself
After fifthteen or so years of this
I'd had enough of the hypocrisy that exists
I've not signed up to be apart of this
I'm not fighting for a nation
Supporting a queen or anything
That thinks it is not equal to the whole
I give myself the authority to say no
I give myself permission to withdraw
I will not pay for propaganda and war
I will be the change I needed as a kid
This legacy I to leave for my sprouts
Even if I end up dead or in jail
The last five years of my life
Have been the freest I've ever felt
Not leaving in fear is what love is about
WHAT I USED TO THINK
I've spent most of my life, thinking why am I here, why would I come into this world to have no dad at home, to see what I have and not be given a choice if I wanted it or not
When the chance came I soon started making my own, still with a chip on my shoulders about the road that I got put on, feeling from the start there was with no option for anything else.
Now I've lived half a life time, gaining many years experiences of mistakes and achievements. Having been shown many perspectives on how this could all work.
I'm currently on a new reality tunnel that tells me, we did choose this life, we are old souls trying to fix a problem that started Long ago, I'm not fighting just my demonds but the ones from my dad, stepdaughter and mum or anyone else that played a major roll in my life.
For everyone is who and where they need to be, to except the challenges that are played out and this time make the loving choice.
For once that is done you can move on as a great spirit leaving only balance and harmony behind, this in return creates a peaceful and tranquil plane for the next, maybe the high spirits will return once the energy is in balance.
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Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I put my last two writings in one go due to them feel the same, these thoughts have been in me for a long time. After reading peoples work yesterday, all this came flowing, thank you so much everyone. Much love and respect x
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Good writing. The self healing within your writing is profound. There are those here who do believe this earthly existence is only a part of the whole as you suggest, and we will move on into the spirit world to be reborn to tread another lesson path. Very good writing and with clarity here. Please comment on some of my stuff
Really appreciate your thoughts and the reflection of my healing. I will definitely go though the stuff that's in your mind!
Regardless of when you were lost, you found yourself again, not within a system, but within yourself. Immense respect bro and please do keep up the writing.
Thank you for kick starting the first half my friend.
So as long as you keep your fire burning, I shall keep mine
While I did not have the challenges you had, your writing resonates with me as well. Life is a journey of self-discovery and you are fortunate to have arrived at the point where you now are. But the journey goes on and we never stop learning!
Thank you so much my friend, the second half was kicked off by you and the learning is definitely the beauty in life. To watch it unfold and be apart of it, thank you again for the boost.
You are welcome! After it is published and you get the million dollar advance and royalties, you can always show your gratefulness!
I'll pop over in my jet and deliver my gratitude in person!
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