clothe me

“Look and count all the times you thought it was over, says the Lord. 

Look at all of the times you had given up trying...”

And I reply 

“Yes, Look: how I tried and failed to keep it together. The harder I tried the more I failed. 

‘Just try harder,’ They said. And I did. 

‘You are not trying!’ They insisted. 

More visible the strokes

I made

Louder my exertion!

As longer grew the words I used

So stronger grew the crowd’s aversion

‘You’re trying too hard,’ they said.

Just go with the flow.  So I slowed. 

And I flowed. 

‘It’s like the seasons come and go

Like the bird flying south you can’t control!’

‘Just let it go!’ Spoke from every wavelength tuned 

I let go and my waistline grew!

‘Take care,’ they said

So I added care too

And as my weights grew

And the time I took to pump them

So the guilt too

‘Narcissism, beware!’

So I let down my hair

And I relaxed just a bit

And then the crowds cried!

‘Stay motivated!’

And I tried, but crowds are not to be pleased

I’ve only so many tries up my sleeve

So you know... I think I’ll do me.”

February 2020

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