The Contract...a poem
By Tony DeLorger © 2012
I have a contract,
it is with me,
and how many times I've breached that contract,
shames me deeply to see.
I try to live up to my own expectations,
try to enrich my life with success,
but too many times I've pushed too hard,
when learning was all that was meant.
I try to please you and others,
to fit in a mould with which to relate,
to action my life for the good of all,
instead failing with me in a state.
I have learned to bend at will,
to fathom the deepest of truths,
yet when it comes to myself and what nourishment's meant,
I have wanted in deed and misuse.
There is a limit to selfless caring,
in showing a lack of kindness to self,
a life can turn sour and often berate,
when only consideration for others is dealt.
I have a contract with me that's ongoing,
with small print far beyond my control,
and when I signed it, I had not a clue,
what life would orchestrate, resolve.
For me it's all about balance,
and my attention now extends to myself,
in all that I do and decide upon,
if it's no good for me it's expelled.
At some point we have to be honest,
be true to who we are and what we want,
in caring for all those around us,
we must give ourselves the same kind response.
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