Apr 20, 2010
Liberate me from the dross of commercial excess
From buying things I can’t afford and don’t need
Liberate me from the vacant stare of the cathode ray addict
From the poisoning of my imagination by mindless drivel
Liberate me from the desires I can’t fulfil
From the crippling prison of my inadequacies and frustrations
Liberate me from dreaming beyond my means
From the highs of the dream to the crushing depths of reality
Liberate me from the rhythms I can hear but not feel
From being an eager onlooker and not an active participant
Liberate me from the effortless ease of others
From watching smoothness win success in all social spheres
Liberate me from the gnawing pangs of self-doubt
From their corrosive effect on all my social exchanges
Liberate me from the tyranny of self-consciousness
From living my life in the heads of others
Liberate me, in short, from myself
From the harm that I do to myself and thence to others
Liberate me so that I can live
From the start of the day to the end of the night
Liberate me
Labels: Poetry