Table Head

Head of the table

Is your self righteousness

exhausting you

As it does for others?

Your relentless drive

Burning passions?

Serial denial

Dancing with demons

And lucid lies

Feasting in frenzy?

There’s something pulling

At your polished fragile perception

Bombarding bite sized facts

Retold worn stories

Calculated strategic moves

Are tightening your back

Leaving you breathless

Constricting your

Hardening heart

At the lofty heights

There is loneliness

Where no-one challenges

Or confides

So is it time

To take a bow

Look within

And connect again

With what truly matters

About who you are

What you are to do

And who you are to serve?

 

Poem: © Penelope Mavor 2014

Image: photo by Wieteke de Kogel via Vivid Greeting Cards on Facebook