I'm unsure what is the category of this poem, but the words came to me as I laid in bed this morning meditating. The need to move to a place of acceptance starts with acknowledging the pain and hurt. Taking action is the next step. This poem can be related to any aspect of one's life that needs to be changed/transformed to achieve joy. It is written in the first person for effect.
Disengaged I wonder around;
To this role I feel no bound.
My heart’s no longer satisfied;
Appreciation no longer gratified.
Mediocrity, compromise and stagnation
Each day I face with resignation.
I’ve long forgotten the dream of rising
To the top; the glass ceiling’s still apprising.
Advocate, negotiate; it’s all a sham
My voice is drowned by all this spam.
Like water off duck’s back, words reverberate
I no longer seek to commiserate.
Conformity and exclusivity, I want no part.
Poisoned and extinct, a new path I must chart.
So I navigate towards my departure;
It’s the least I can do to end this torture.
April 14, 2011