poem: amazing grace – 20/01/22

amazing grace,
learning to not take centre stage,
but to share attention and time with others,
growing less selfish and learning to enjoy a new family
learn and love
amalgamate share energies —
enough!

I retreat, the Hermit, the rowboat goes on and on down a canal
led by my hero of the tale,
but the truth of the matter is that i am really so self assured out in public and in company
but here, secluded, I am bitter, grumpy, temperamental and nasty.

I thought i could not help it but i learned to chew the bit and hold my tongue
for long enough long enough to prove responsibility and a resolution to improve:
so tough.

I was their punching bag, or so it seemed
though i assumed a dereference and respect from those whom
i desired to deflect
understanding the need to get along with differing personalities
and reassuring that that i can do this
surely i will do this with ease
ease of intent
i will get out of this bind
hellbent hellbent
out of the ward tot semi freedom
the arms of wandering teams of carriers of rediscovered souls.
(20/01/22)
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