Be The Self.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

You must be yourself
a virtue from a quarter to Florin
I tell you, this hurts a lot
too much poison goes into this venom

but it is not a cat piss (100% from the Dutch idiom)
but the only way there is
and do not miss it
to survive
if you are still young

as you grow
the world around you fascinates
just determine your "being"
what you throw away and may retrieve

eventually, you bale like a plug (100% from the Dutch idiom)
if you think you have become yourself,
but you make the wrong choices
one after the other
at least once in your life
to review your insight
the wasteland can no longer be overseen
then there are no celebrations anymore
for your highest ten score
in this miserable choir

no chance to rectify it

constantly keep honoring your parents
you have been raised
with the grandest, the fairest and the purest love
unconditionally

I say this, not because you are involved in it
I know it all too well
from the iron metal that glows on a hot cooking plate
that all these worries,
pondering and contemplating,
is not interesting for you
nor fascinate you once
or do I still have to grow now
to maturity in wisdom, and writing
or am I or you a bit insane...?

do not feel uneasy
if it is painful,
that was not done consciously,

I reassure you now with this
in full sobriety and calmness

think, be wise and especially
in whatever condition and situation
thank the Lord Almighty,
and be Yourself!


© Sylvia Frances Chan

inspired by my only bro
in our peaceful Jakarta home
Friday the 14th of Sept 2018.