NEVER CRITICIZE MY LIFE (new Poem)

NEVER CRITICIZE MY LIFE

You do not know what it is like

Don’t criticize circle of friends and family

We are just like you

Humble, simple

We love, we hate

We loathe, we love

We get jealous, fractious

Yes fractious of your lives

TRUTH

So never judge us like you judge us

We are just like you

On word comes to mind

FAKE

We all live it, breathe it

Day in, day out

Night and day

Oh yeah

So how much can you take it?

You know our fake, fake lives

We shuffle through life

We carry the burdens through life

Never knowing where to turn

They turn over and over

Turmoil turmoiling

We have had broken hearts

That has torn us apart!

Has the same happened to you?

Through and through

Did you grow, grow through it?

Make you stronger for longer

It did us!

Do you see us criticize you?

Wear those hoodies

I love my hoody

It is comfy, cozy

It keeps me warm

Still criticizing?

Head bent, eyes hidden

Not mine!

I love people watching

Watching, never judging

Just watching you all

I have a giggle and a little snigger

Oh how I just sit and watch

My hands holding my face

I get stunned and shocked

At the things I see and hear

Too much for my ears at times

Yes I shut them off

And my eyes to

I never wrote a book on life

Too complicated

We come, we go

We love, we hate

We berate

I watch those people tramping the streets

To their own city beat

Do we judge?

Do we nudge?

Do we stare, do we ignore?

Or do we feel sorry, pity for them?

Or just walk past their past

Their lives, their heartaches

Oh boy oh boy

That is heartache, heartbreak

So guys and gals

Never, ever

Criticize any one’s life

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

7^th January 2017

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HOP, SKIP AND JUMP (New poem)

HOP, SKIP AND JUMP

Through this life

Never thinking of the moment

But living in the moment

The day is here

I’m hoping that it will bring some cheer

Flitting here and there

Without a care

Skipping over the negative

Skipping for joy

Oh boy

The dawn just breaking

What are we forsaking?

Not a cloud in the sky

The rain clouds have passed me by

Way up there in the lofty skies

The sun yet to shine

Then it’ll be yours and mine

The frosty ground

Has me a leap frogging

Over the whimsy bare dandelion

Its fragility, its delicacy

Standing so tall and strong

Oh this is a wondrous feat

My wings scattering the few seeds

Seeds that will grow in the coming months

Oh I know! Those pesky dandelions

The bane of your lives

But they will always survive

No matter what you try to do

They will always shine through

Glittering, shimmering

In the day break

I flit here and there

Backwards, forwards

Hopping and flitting

Jumping and flying

Spreading my wings

Spreading those seeds

Seeds of newness

Like the newborn day

Hooray, hooray

Leaping like a frog

From one lily to another

Oh such joy

Oh girl, oh boy

Oh such joy to everyone

On this newborn day

Singing on this newborn day

The new seasons are coming

Day by day

The days become lighter

Brighter

On each and every newborn day

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

6^th January 2017

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BEYOND (New Poem)

BEYOND

Beyond our comfy cozy World

There is a slaying, beheading

Is there anyone praying?

Beyond our comfy, cozy World

There are the damnations

There are destructions

Where once there were creations

Beyond our comfy, cozy World

There are criticisms, discriminations

Black on white

White on black

Religions against religions

Are we bothered, do not care of

The recriminations

Is there anyone praying?

Beyond our comfy, cozy World

What do you see?

What can you see?

Have you your blinkers on?

Your eyes closed?

Don’t give a damn!

You’d prefer your jam!

Sugar and spice and all things nice

Beyond our comfy, cozy World

The destruction of the forestations

The reasons are very clear

That packaging

The furniture we sit on

Lay on

The palm oil

The soya we drink and eat

The animals of the wild

Hunted, skinned, de-horned

All in our comfy, cozy World

This once expansive world is shrinking

Shrinking for man’s sake

Beyond our comfy, cozy World

Children are dying, crying

Children profited for slavery

Children profited for marriages

Is anyone praying?

Within our comfy, cozy World

There are children living in poverty

Damn this is the 21^st Century!

Families living the same way!

Tossed out of their homes

Nowhere to go

Children put into homes

Separated, segregated

Like war torn refugees

Screaming, seething

That this was not all their fault

So are our ladders up?

We are the tops?

At those lofty tops

Minding our own businesses

Blowing those air kisses

Is there anyone praying?

Just saying!

Cos my comfy, cozy World

Sure isn’t and won’t be

Maybe this lady is a dreamer

But she sure is a believer

She is a realist, not a communist

She’ll defend what is right

She’ll stand up for the wrongs

With all my might!

With humanity, humbly

With humility

The man on the streets

Tramping the streets

The woman on the streets

Tramping the streets

The children on the streets

Tramping the streets

The animals on the streets

Tramping the streets

Grasping, grabbing for something to eat

Begging, borrowing, stealing for that crust to eat

They’ll lie with their deceit

They’ll try to bring you down

And never have a frown

They are the ones wearing the crown

So beyond our comfy, cozy World

There is not always evil

There is goodness, good hearts and souls

ARE YOU ONE OF THEM?

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

2^nd January 2017

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