Somebody Else’s Burden

The load that weighs you down with care
has sabotaged your inner peace;
its mass will steadily increase.
While staggering from here to there.
your steps are slowed, your back is bowed
because it isn’t yours to bear.
Cut loose and lovingly release
the load that weighs you down with care.

 

cc-by-nc-nd  2018 Mary Boren

 

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The Race to Retrogression

worry

Worry, riding on her shoulder
like an unrelenting jockey,
cracks the whip and digs his heels
into her neck.  The pain is pounding
louder than the thund’ring hoofbeats,
whooshing through her veins and muscles,
pushing through the cloud of logic —
destination undetermined.

Blinders taut, she’s hearing only
“Faster, faster!  Harder, harder!”
Clamoring for front and center,
pressing for the winner’s circle,
Ego’s bellows drown Discernment.
Past Oblivion and further,
getting there before Contentment
catches up is all that matters.

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cc-by-nc-nd  Mary Boren, 2012