After a long week of woe and heartache
It seemed like the world was awash with grief and misery untamed
Souls perished along the stagnant shores of servitude.
Peeling back the political truths and untruths
Until all that was left was my own song.
I walked barefoot, thoughts naked and became the essence of what I always was.
At this point in my life whilst I seek connection and meaning and desire above all else to be of value,
It is what I give that matters,
What I bring to the table, my paltry offering, and I know this so well it has become my security blanket, my safety net, my default position in life.
Do what you will, take what you want, I shall continue to sing my own song with steadfast soul and serene simplicity.
© Alison Jean Hankinson.
In the light of mental health awareness week, I thought this was the right one, I have had a long and complex fortnight, but hope I am still standing tall.
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A powerful song, Alison, and a true one. Keep singing!
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Love to you Kim. XXX
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Keep standing tall.
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“I walked barefoot, thoughts naked and became the essence of what I always was”.. this is so raw and poignant!
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Thank you. XXXX
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Nice line and good observation: “It is what I give that matters”
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Thanks Frank. XXX
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Keep standing tall – powerful poem!
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It takes strength, and it takes support… you have ours…
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Thank you. Xx
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“…What I bring to the table, my paltry offering, …”
What I sensed in your writing was well above “paltry”-a well written piece for me to understand.
Thank you.
ZQ
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Thank you. Much love to you. XX
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I admire the positive theme of your poem specially with: I shall continue to sing my own song with steadfast soul and serene simplicity.
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Thank you Grace. XXX
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Good for you Alison! You are still standing tall and offering up a powerful and moviing poem.
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Love to you. XXXX
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Beautiful last line!! Keep Singing!
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Resilience is the most powerful weapon we have. Well stated, Alison.
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To sing our own song is the most precious gift we can give the world. This is a message all should hear. It takes bravery and wisdom to be boldly unique. Sing loud so even those in the back can hear!
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thank you.
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Awesome.
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Thank you. XX
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