Be You

This was inspired by a person who failed to be inspired.


Talking to you 

and trying to listen to what you are saying 

is like writing something true and good to a person who has lost everything and has nothing else to lose, or nothing to live to, or nothing to prove 

no purpose 

Like talking to a shadow or a brick wall or worse 

and brick rules that consume and leave a person speechless cus 

they are not allowed to speak out, or shout 

or sing at the top of their lungs, or scream and let their voice climb up the rungs 

of a ladder of feeling, and spring off the top step into a cloud.

The feeling i get, i got, and probably will still get, in fifty years time

is not one i wanna talk about, because it doesn’t shine 

Because it seems gray. It seems one day

that when your old and frail, the skin is pale, and you slowly go to pick up your mail

every day, you’ll stand there for a second and say “hey” 

“look, see those clouds in the skies, i could have ran on them, i could have danced with the moon and chilled with the stars and had them in thine eyes. But I was a clam in my younger days. I kept my heart only to myself, and put it on the shelf, to dance with the dust mites and no one else”

I hope for your sake you don’t get to that stage 

that you realize your predicament, and change your ways

and that, as you do grow older you realize that life is worth living

so live it 

And accept it, and speak out, and be individual, and all those things

that make you feel special

If you wanna rot away, if you wanna hide away and be a clam with a pearl 

that no ones gonna see, then do it, go ahead, but don’t complain

when your older, and your head is full of crumbs and the mice nibble on and on and on 

till nothings left

except your dribble in a cup 

and thats what you have left your family and your friends,

and that is where it stops. 

You look in history books today 

and see the queen and queen, Mao and Kim

and this was their day, when they seized the opportunity, however grim, 

and turned it round, and made a name for themselves and made something out of bomb shells that littered their path, 

And you can do it too

You can prove to you and the whole world out there

that you are not someone here who will fade like a busted firework

but sparkle and shine, and go berserk in the night sky

and in the day time 

Someone who won’t wait in line like an average man

but do it now, and be proud, and stand tall amongst the others

spread your wings, use them as covers, and boosters, 

and wings for your image

Fly high, fly high and create a vision, and envisage the world notice you, and see you 

wrap your not so skinny arms around it, sideways and length ways

your you, 

so be you.