Poem: What I Do For A Living

People always ask meWhat I do for a living.Wanting an answerThey can understandSomething definedBy wealth and stabilityBy age-old understanding.So I say to them“I’m setting up my own businessDoing office work from home”.But if I am honestThat is work more than livingLeading me towards deathNot life giving.I yearn to sayI amA Tai Chi practitioner,Christian mystic ,Swimmer,Continue reading “Poem: What I Do For A Living”

Poem: Dishonest Silence

I’m being torn apartHiding my identityKeeping secret my beliefs.Constantly biting my tongueIn interests of peace.Dishonesty I’m practicingIs haunting my sleep.Terror of truthIs spawning nightmares.What can I doTo this conflict?What is rightTo work for peace by surrendering speech?Or to speak my truthRisk consequences unforeseen?To speakOr not to speak?That is my questionIn these days of polar opposition.

On Loving One’s Neighbours and Oneself

“Love thy neighbours as thyself”. These words are at the root of Christianity. First given as a commandment in the Torah, Jesus and Paul both later include them as the root of all Scripture, and all that we are commanded to do as God’s servants on this earth. As Christians, love becomes the yardstick byContinue reading “On Loving One’s Neighbours and Oneself”

Poem: Scars

When I was nineI chasedA soccer ballOnto pavementFocused onlyOn catching it.Did not seeThe basketballEscape the older kidsPlaying on the court.First I knew of itWas whenIt bounced off my headLifted meAll of four feet tallOff the groundInto the air.Glasses flew off my faceI hovered a momentBefore I cameCrashing down.Left wrist bentI lay stillAs the crowd gatheredContinue reading “Poem: Scars”

Poem: Be Silent No More

I walk through the nightRunning from demonsInside my head.HidingFrom pain and shame.I’ve been biting my tongueToo oftenThese past few months.Can’t take it anymoreCan’t keep silentWhen I disagree.Hiding too much of myselfIn my own home.I turn to the LordAsk Her for guidance.She answers me“Speak up.Speak up nowBe silent no more.You focus too muchOn “Live peaceably withContinue reading “Poem: Be Silent No More”

Poem: Of Umbrellas And Choices

“Where’s your umbrella?”You say smiling to me.It’s often like thatA question layered with assumptions.I want to tell youMany things.Like every umbrellaI have ever hadHas been torn apartBy wind and rainFor whichI can only faultMy weak grip.Or perhapsI shall explainThat when your incomeIs mere ODSPYou make choices.And I tend to chooseSimple pleasuresLike food and musicFilm, television,Continue reading “Poem: Of Umbrellas And Choices”

Poem: Becoming A Cynic

Another person stumblesAnother person falls.I cry out to the LordIn despair and ragePain and weariness“Is no one safe?Does no on standFor what claim?”I knowMentors have a wayOf letting us down.Role models fall shortDevelop blemishes as we grow.I used to wonderWhy so many people became cynicsNow I wonderWhy we’re not all cynicsBy the time we’re doneContinue reading “Poem: Becoming A Cynic”

"I Wish I Were A Woman": On Gender, Destiny, and Allyship

I was watching the Oscars this past Sunday night and had just finished cheering on the Best Actress recipient when Jimmy Kimmel said a line, easily missed, but which caught my attention: “I wish I were a woman”. This line caught my attention because at various points in my life I have wrestled with thisContinue reading “"I Wish I Were A Woman": On Gender, Destiny, and Allyship”

Poem: Bathroom Woes

They say you should love your bodySometimes it’s easier than others.Since I was bornHad a weak stomachWeak bladder too.Traitorous insidesWeren’t made strong enoughTo resist the weightOf anxiety and depression.Constantly rushingTo make it on time.Each trip to the bathroomExplosive and radioactiveAs a nuclear bomb.Worsens when workingYet somehow I’m the villainWhen I don’t see every spot.I’d loveContinue reading “Poem: Bathroom Woes”

Poem: All I Can Offer

I can’t offerA bodyMuscled in extreme.I don’t possessConfidence in abundance.I can’t promiseA steady jobOr money in perpetuity.All I can offerIs my love;My faith;My hope.I can promiseTo never give up;To always beWilling to listen;To ever beFully and completelyHonest and true.Is that enoughFor you toTake a chance on me?Can that get us throughMy darkness and my pain?AllContinue reading “Poem: All I Can Offer”