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Tommaso Tuzj Moment
I was hoping to have this posted by 9:00. Then every writer’s worst nightmare happened. Poem deleted. Never to be read again.
Racing heart. Incoherent thoughts. Disappointment.
How could you have done something so stupid Rita? What are you going to do now?
Cry?
Not post today?
Rewrite the poem and make it even better?
Yes, you and I always have a choice. We may not like our options, but we have a choice.
As far as the poem, it is fundamentally the same. Is it better than the original? I think so!
No longer chained to lies
Bound to others ideals
No price or pain too much
To be authentic ME.
Transparency and truth
No hidden skeletons
Whether in light or dark
Always authentic ME.
No pretense or excuses
No tolerance for cliques
No self-pity or shame
I am authentic Me.
Not imprisoned by fear
Perfection image or
What others think of me
I love authentic ME.
Now an eagle flying
High above the mundane
All because I have chose
To be authentic ME.
Thanks for listening to my voice! Feel free to like and share it with your friends.
Have a great day! Rita
Be a VOICE in the deafening sound of sameness!
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Wow, I admire your strength of being. Thank you for your voice
Thank you! It’s an ongoing process. Each day becoming more the person God created. It’s a wonderful adventure, both exhilarating and challenging. May you too discover the “authentic ME”. Have a wonderful week!