May 5, 2019May 4, 2019the50yearoldpoet3 Comments

Hologram

I am starting

to realise who I am,

it’s not the person

in the hologram.

The one that

everyone else sees,

the man they thought

was on his knees.

I’ve listened to their

negativity far too long,

a voice has told

me where I belong.

My future has

now being decided

and it’s time to use

the gifts provided.

No longer will

my spirit be stilled,

time has come for

dreams to be fulfilled.

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