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All the World’s a Stage

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puppetIt started as a story

As old as all of time

Barely changed by history

Relieved of any rhyme.

A play upon a stage

The actors held on strings

To perform at any age

Both sad and glorious things.

We agreed to take the part

Not knowing how to feel

But like a puppet’s heart

Just wishing to be real.

Pulled in that and this way

Lifted time again

Our body, arms and legs sway

Dangled by some thread.

We have this opportunity

To act the story out

In whichever way we see to tell

What it’s all about.

We rise and fall with ease

Under power not our own

And dance upon a breeze

While longing to go home.

We wish for some control

Not knowing how it’s done

But the curtains too soon close

Like the setting sun.

If only we could see

That there is nothing at all to fear

For we are not the puppet,

We are the puppeteer.

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Identity Theft

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Is it my faceImage

Or my voice

Could it be this place

Or where I was born

Is it the way I look

Or how I feel

Who I am

Is this for real

The things I say

Have they been said before

Am I the song I sing

Or is there more

Stories I tell

And things I’ve done

I remember well

But am I the only one

Were others like me

Now long gone

Am I a daughter

Or am I my sons

On my own

I can clearly see

By myself

I am all

Me

Genesis

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“A subject for a great poet would be God’s boredom after the seventh day of creation.” ~ Nietzsche

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First there was here
And then there was there
Now here is this
That then is where

It was just an idea
Whose time was right
Long enough in the dark
Let there be light

Now this cannot be with that
There must be below
Here must be above
And it was so

There will be bounty
Here will be vast
All things will be plenty
And it was cast

Balance was needed
Hence the sun
As well stars and moon
And it was done

Spirit must go
To be on land and sea
Living in this place
Let it so be

Love burst forth
Men and women to share
In All that Is
Born was the pair

Intelligence is
Wisdom will be
Available to all
And it grew on a tree

We as sad children
Acted out on our fears
Did sorrow discover
And shed our first tears

Alas, said the Lord
Look what I’ve done
Life and death forever
It has begun

Then without pride
Or judgment or shame
He rested at last
And turned on the game