Pep Talks Poem by Mark Heathcote

If I could simply-imagine-a-way forward
brush-myself-down and cure every injury
live a life that's a little less disordered
more structured and a lot less contradictory
then maybe I could do a lot better for myself
and improve my overall fitness and my health,
someday I'll change; there are no magic spells
individually we should take care of ourselves.
Eat well and drink less, and get enough adequate rest.

But isn't that just a-little-bit-bland and boring
it's difficult in a straightjacket oppressed.
If indeed that goes around your head somersaulting.
It's difficult to-play-by all the rules.
Everyone has a weakness don't-you-agree
mine as a young man was very much, too-much-booze.
We give ourselves a pep talk; you're the addressee.
It's time to make those changes now, not tomorrow.
Do something now by being your own - hero.