Blank Pages
All the blank pages are
staring at me
daring at me
Get it
Do it
egging me on.
Weird saying, why egging?
That doesn’t matter but words do.
Words we say to ourself
like fools.
Words we use for someone
elses rules.
It’s not cool.
We need words to take
care of ourselves,
a tool.
Words we can use to
transform
this old school
to new school.
Old fools with old rules
hanging onto power tools
their ego
can not
let go
to even
their flow
and let the power go.
Then we can all grow
Grand
in our authenticity
which then of course most certainly
will grow most importantly
the most beloved
economy
which ridiculously
drives all this dichotomy.
These blank pages
now fill-in with words
gotta be
set free. By me. To see.
What will be, will be.
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