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Whenever people criticise me They usually don’t know that I am my Biggest Critic, Beating myself up Like Tyson Fury. It’s how I spur myself on, Hopefully to better things. But what things? I still don’t know. Oh to have blind faith And sense of Vocation As many others do. A solid set of Values. A script to follow Opinions to declare. Instead I dither Undecided Lost in an ocean of ifs and buts. Too bright and open-minded For my own good. Worse still, I’m oh so eager to please. I think myself incorruptibly honest, Yet the truth is, I only tell people what I think They want to know. It’s how I was brought up. But then again Am I willing to fight For what I stand for? Should I really be Devil’s Advocate Just to “stick up” for my views? Better methinks to hold my counsel Or be diplomatic Which may be okay So long as I actually decide What I think and feel Within myself. And there’s the rub. What do I stand for? Do I really think for myself? Like so many others, Am I dragged along: Brainwashed by Media hoo ha And hype? Superficial sound bytes And rallying calls. I need to search my soul And find my true feelings And beliefs. I know that I Love Life In most of its forms. I’m all for Wellbeing And The Common Good. I need to focus On these things: On making the most of This Paradise World We seem bent on ruining. In short I must stoke those fires of Love And enlighten others To do the same. Paul Butters © PB 13\12\2021.
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Dec 13, 2021
Dec 13, 2021 at 6:21 AM UTC
Dithering