Month: October 2024

Through the generations the curse was passed along 
Until it found a hidden wound to stop and rest upon
Manifesting pungently, the familiar trait was strong
Ancient wells, a deafening scream, a painful, wasting song
The right of access down the line, targeted  and shamed
A vengeful retribution, personally aimed. 
My timid heart, no escape, a spiders web was spun
The spell of generations and I’m the chosen one
Stop, don’t move, stand still, embrace
A very different way
Adopted in a another tribe
To live another day
The familiar curse is broken
Not in the tribal line
New traits, new hope, a compass point
And this shall be the sign
Across the sky a welcome
The Fathers first born son
The inheritance of blessings
and I’m the chosen one

It’s time to live again

Shamed into your religion,
Shamed into working out.
Shamed into giving money,
Someone else’s shout.

I’m free to disagree, 
I’m free to make a choice.
I’m free to eat what I like,
I really have a voice.

What’s good for you is not for me,
In fact, it looks much better.
When I wear clothes uniquely made,
They fit me to the letter.

Shame be gone, I am free, 
To stand out in the race.
To sing alone my solo song,
This person I embrace.

It’s time to live again.

Stop telling the story of suffering emotion,
The tortuous dripping of layered commotion. 
Stop telling the story of closeted pain,
An unbridled visit to damaged terrain.
Stop falling back, a familiar friend,
Profiling scars, the journeys end.
Stop re-writing the same old song,
Reaffirming the damage, move on, move on.

Agree with the healing, the truth, the key,
Let the new be seen and free.
Agree to grab the unfamiliar you,
Extravagant colours, shining through.
Agree to be different, an awkward way,
A new design from day to day.
Agree to speak a healing sound,
That ray of hope that has been found.

It’s time to live again.