Moving to the Sound of Our Souls

Contortionist movement

Deep down in my soul

Rises to the surface

Like a scary troll.

Bias and predeliction

Hang in a balance.

Tipsy-turvey intentions

Keep my feelings askance.

Self-awareness is a necessity

In this messed up world.

So common for us to fool

Ourselves into a heady swirl.

Lackadaisical temptations

Come with the territory.

American pastimes

Of sitting idly by.

We must stir ourselves

Into movement for change.

Summoning up the courage

To light a flame.

Can we find our true path

Amidst the thorny brush

Of lies and deceit

Coming to us in a rush?

A decision must be made

To follow through.

A commitment to reach

As high as the moon.

Discouraged as we are

From where we stand,

We must summon the courage

To rise higher than

Those gone before us,

As strong as they stand.

And far as we see

To a promised land,

Never looking back

With second thoughts.

Never wondering

With shoulda’s and nots.

We have a calling

To change this world.

It is now we must act,

In this fertile soil,

Full of manure

From all the B-S.

We must turn the tide

And clean up the mess.

Follow your dream,

Ye bold apostles!

Make the world clean,

By flexing your muscles.

You have the passion.

You know the truth.

The only thing left

Is to start to move.

The road that is laid

Right before you,

Is surely full of danger,

But I implore you,

Don’t stop now,

While you are ahead!

Never surrender

To the doubts in your head.

Stick to the plan,

As long as it takes.

Your efforts make a difference

To the human race!

Author: Gordon S. Bowman III

Writer, Visual Artist, Blogger, Advocate

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