Avoiding the cracks
On the pavement of life
Is impossible to achieve
As the pitfalls are rife
Loose pavings abound
So take care as you step
Solely focusing on your feet
Makes the journey a schlepp
You may fall, you may graze
As the path isn’t mapped
If you reach a dead-end
It’s your mind that’s entrapped
You can follow the course
In the footsteps of others
Create a false sense of self
The destination, another’s
So be brave as you venture
Stepping out of your way
Accept the rough with the smooth
In turn seizing your day
Her petulant tone
Far too loud to ignore
Matched the cacophony of sound
As her toys hit the floor
Smashing on impact
Into venomous shards
Which she ground into dust
With complete disregard
Always centre of stage
By diverting attention
With a shift in the gaze
Came a new reinvention
Her stiletto spiked feet
Were a stake through the hearts
Of the men she would lure
From their betrothed, counterparts
Never pausing for breath
The next victim in sight
A shiny acquisition
Her actions could blight
And as day became night
And as night became day
She’d manipulate her friends
To ensure her own way
Then one day, Karma crossed
Her designer styled threshold
And held up a mirror
Revealing what was foretold
She screamed at the image
Of the devil’s reflection
Seeing all the deep lines
In her botoxed complexion
And so her heart shattered
Into one million pieces
Her soul taking its cue
As her last breath releases
Words fall to earth,
Weighted by the gravity
Of their intent
Ricocheting off the opinions
Of the observer,
The unevolved individual
Who deems himself worthy
Of adding his own content
Moulding the message
To serve his own meaning,
Creating a new translation,
Now just an echo
Of the truth
His heart screaming
At his spirit to stop
Muting its purpose,
Of ignoring
The lessons
Being taught
Are you a slave to routine?
Or a slave to your mind?
Or a slave to the fears
That now riddle mankind?
Those invisible shackles
Are locked only by thought
Fictitious, limiting beliefs
Of which many are taught
Surrender takes courage
A lengthening of stride
A desire to be better
To encompass, not divide
Are you only counting days
Of a life, to get through?
Anxiety pandemic
Acquiring more, a virtue
Wake up from your sleep!
Seize the present; it’s a gift
Know you are utterly, perfect
Then start to heal your own rift
If I was in charge
I’d peel back the layers
Dispelling the lies
Fed to us, the taxpayers
If I was in charge
I’d lift up the veil
Revealing the truth
Every sordid detail
If I was in charge
Every child would be fed
Consolidating resources
The wealth would be spread
If I was in charge
I’d dismantle hierarchy
Making all of us equal
Create a social autarchy
If I was in charge
I’d hold everyone accountable
To be part of the change
All problems surmountable
shiny pebbles 