If I was in charge

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



He looked up as she walked

Across the wet grass

Acknowledging her presence

With a loyal gravitas


Gently nuzzling her pockets

As she haltered his head

Excitedly, anticipating

The food he’d be fed


Playfully throwing his head

Trotting next to her heel

Their pure, honest bond

The equine reveal


Without touch, with intent

They whisper their thoughts

A submissive interaction

That releases and supports


Moving together as one

They dance with the rope

Unconsciously connecting

They spiritually elope


“Do you know…?”

“Do you know what I think?”

No my friend,

Does it iron out the kink?


“Do you know what I would do?”

No my friend,

Go on, give me a clue…


“Do you know what I would say?”

No my friend,

Would you call it a day?


“Do you know who I would tell?”

No my friend,

But how would that quell?


“Do you know what I suggest?”

No my friend,

Are you really so blessed?


“Do you know how I would act?”

No my friend,

Is it so matter-of-fact?


“Do you know what’s being said?”

No my friend,

What light can you shed?


“Do you know where you should go?”

No my friend,

I’ll just go with the flow


Do you…?

Do you remember me fondly?

Do the thoughts make you smile?

Do I still enter your heart?

Do I rest there a while?

Do you know where you’re heading?

Do you ever look back?

Do you wish things were different?

Do you play our soundtrack?

Do you know who you are?

Do you rework the past?

Do you omit you were happy?

Do you feel just aghast?

Do you have the big picture?

Do you join up the dots?

Do I occupy your dream world?

Do you ignore the snapshots?

Do new faces surround you?

Do you miss what you had?

Do you now have acceptance?

Do you ever feel sad?


She stood in her own way…

She was an innocent child

Full of hope, full of dreams

Not yet tainted by others

Nor involved in their schemes


She loved being silly

Being carefree in life

Unaware that her learning

Was just other people’s strife


As a good girl she listened

Never wanting to be rude

Adopting the methods of others

Far too young to be shrewd


People pushing and pulling

Saying who she should be

Cast a shadow on her senses

Preventing her to stay free


She conformed to their wishes

Wanting to make others proud

So she kept herself small

Remaining part of the crowd


She stood in her own way

Blind to all of her needs

Feeding other people’s dreams

Never sowing her own seeds


Then the tide started turning

Others didn’t know best

With resolve she looked inwards

Seeing all she’d repressed


Peeling away many layers

She saw her inner truth

That she knew all the answers

And reconciled with her youth


The observer is observed

It is a time to rejoice

When your heart is set free

Releasing traps of the past

You attain tranquility


Nothing lost, all is found

The invitation’s arrived

Let the exploration begin

Into the unknown you have dived


Becoming of service to self

Without fear you now walk

No longer doubting the path

No longer too scared to talk


Clearly hearing your truth

Now aware of free will

The observer is observed

The chapter’s all yours to fill