The Freedom To Be Me
It seems freedoms I need to be me have a cost,
Disappoint at times those I love most!
Though it's true I am loyal (I think), World will groan,
But it’s true something's missing (and I won’t atone)!
So, when I fight my demons to win, do I boast?
Should loved ones feel excluded: I've lost?
And my poetry’s right at the heart of this fray
If I strive to write verse, I'm “insane!”
Like my father before me (so sad now I blamed)
When one's dealing with dragons, home ‘bones’ don’t get tamed.
Though at times voice may fail, my best poems remain,
In sweet dreams will heart's song win the day!
Brian Johnston
May 8, 2018
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