Being-Found Poem by Mary Mc Creath

Being-Found



I have found my voice
I can speak my truth
No longer does inner control
Keep me silent.

I am me and not the,
Thousands of rules programmed
In my childhood self.

I am young and tender in
This new knowledge of myself

I fear to take the power this
New knowledge gives me,
As a young child fears
Separation from its mother.

I know that to be true
To myself I must face
My fears and be who
I am.

Deleting and replacing
The old programmes,
with new healthy programmes
of my own.

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Mary Mc Creath

Mary Mc Creath

Glasgow, Scotland
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