Perfect complexion
Ugly reflection
My tears are shed
While yours are being fed
If you see what I see
You would jump up and flee
Because you don’t know what it’s like to be me.
She is perfect but she can see the flaws
You see an open sky while I see closed doors
You see a blank page she sees a story told
I’m silver, second best – you are gold
Truly perfect, don’t second guess me
You don’t truly know me
I’ll put up a facade until you can show me.
All around me I can see birds flying over the sea
tweeting, cawing and bouncing around
I can feel the rough sand between my toes
and I can hear the sea
swishing and swishing by the shore
I see lots of people playing in the ocean
some are so far out I can hardly see them anymore
there are yachts beeping their horns
and dolphins jumping and diving through the sea
but wait – that is all a dream!
I am sitting in my kitchen looking into my garden
Watching through the broken windows,
A frail body of bone and rubble awaits.
From innocent children, laughter flows,
They laugh and shout,
Naïve to the worst of society
Seemingly unable to live without.
Their eyes hold only joy,
Absent is the cruelty of the world
No horror has infected them just yet.
The last of the forest,
A haunted beauty;
Soon to be burnt to ashes
By concrete jungles,
And skyscrapers with cracked foundations.
The Sun can’t bear to look at us
For any more than a day.
Even the moon, always there,
Only reflects; never emitting.
But of course the man in the moon,
Can’t always put on his show.
Watching through the broken windows,
What happened?
Flourishing life, crushed.
Innocence, destroyed.
Love, removed.
Dying, fearlessly.
Real smiles are now masks,
And truths are now lies.
A whisper of a fight,
A shout of rebellion.
Watching through the broken windows,
A frail body of bone and rubble awaits.
Dying, afraid.
This world could be so beautiful,
But we prefer it so macabre.
A fire burns inside a screaming body.
This was reality, this was their world.
I turn away and close the curtains.
Hope for a better world tomorrow.
The day when everything changed,
The world turned upside down,
Smiles into frowns,
Frowns into smiles,
The moon into daylight,
The sun into midnight.
Strolling through the park,
Watching cars walk,
Whilst ducks sang,
Nature stood close.
People started flying,
Gliding through the clouds,
Weather changing like a fluent piece of writing.
Babies were walking,
Yet children were crawling,
Babies were singing,
However, children were dribbling.
Mummy was happy she smiled a lot
then one day she just stopped.
It wasn’t her fault it was all too much.
They called her paralysed
I don’t know what that means.
Mummy was sad, mummy was angry,
she cried too many days.
It’s OK mummy I love you always.
Mummy was my butterfly
but now she was broken.
You could see she was a butterfly too
and you taught her even broken was beautiful.
Piece by piece you helped
to put mummy’s broken parts back together.
She began to smile,
then I heard her laugh and I smiled too.
Mummy got stronger
and brighter and more like my mummy.
I said mummy don’t give up on me
and I won’t give up on you.
But most of all I still have a mummy
and that’s really down to you.
I love and am loved
thankfully that’s because we met you.
Thank you.
Change
Change
Change is everywhere,
Swallowing us up, floating in the air.
But change has always been here,
He’s just bigger this year.
His arms open wide,
Embracing us, not choking
And we embrace him, still hoping.
But change is not all bad.
I can still dance,
Let the music take me
I can still laugh,
But louder this time,
To be heard.
I can still breathe,
But now the air is cleaner,
Filled with hope, yes we can still see her.
I can still love.
But I love more, to my neighbours, carers,
and to everything we strive for.
So yes, change is here,
And he will stay forever,
So don’t struggle,
As what change has done,
Cannot be unfolded,
So keep on dancing ,
Laughing,
Breathing,
Hoping,
And love more.
Look to the sun in the early night,
Look at its sinking light.
Look to the sun shining in the morning,
Look at it rising without a warning.
Look at the moon when the sky is black,
Look at it waiting for the sun to come back.
Look at the stars when the moon comes out,
Look at them dancing, too many to count.
Eyes can reveal secrets,
While others see bleakness,
The shifting of a gaze,
Can reveal a new phrase.
While eyes are hard to study,
The rewards can be lovely,
But they can also scar,
You question who you are.
Those eyes are showing hatred,
Destroying what you created,
Those eyes are showing lust,
Questioning who you trust,
Those eyes are showing confusion,
Creating another illusion.
Before you look at someone’s eyes,
Remember it’s like a mystery prize,
You could find happiness and bliss,
Or you could fall into the abyss.
A world
Full of love
And hate
One vision
One dream
One girl wishing for changes
For changes which need to be made
To create a world full of acceptance.
A world
Where is doesn’t matter whether you’re male or female
Where you don’t have to hide who you love
You don’t have to be afraid you’ll be made fun of
A world of acceptance.
Of equality
Where you can be free
To love who you love
And where the colour of your skin doesn’t define you
Where you’re not persecuted based on what you look like
or what you believe
Where you can feel safe walking down the street
Where you aren’t catcalled for wearing sweatpants
Where you’re not taunted for what you wear
Where you’re not ashamed of what you look like
A world where
Everyone has the same advantages and disadvantages
None lives in poverty
Everyone is accepted
Everyone is able to be whatever they want to be
Do whatever they want
Without being taunted, ridiculed or being shamed
Because of it.