Sven Stears - Heroes and Villains: A Reflection on Change and Tradition 🎭

I could have come Goose stepping through that door on eggshells <br />With an anchor in the old ways, and the wind of change in my sails. <br />the crux is; decide what you want foul demon, <br />I can shield you from the fire or burn bright to show you the way, <br />but I will never burn out and I will never blow away. <br />So go snare some other paradox boxer <br />or lay in the brier patch of tangle choice <br />you once forced into my sides. <br /> <br />I do not permit you to handcuff your heart to my wrists, <br />and the baggage? Can stay at indoors. <br /> <br />The persistent demand of my presence pushes me into the love affair with the lies I tell myself that make you bearable. <br />I make no apologies for my vacant smile, <br />you bought my body not my soul. <br />And the clocks and deadlines made me to fix a do not disturb sign on my mind. <br /> <br />With the ultimatums delivered to me ear-trumpeting the feelings that already echo in my diminishing proud walk, <br />The spine slump didn't take long to take hold. <br />These are not poses. <br />This is who I am, <br />or at least who I used to be, <br />Or at least who I should have been, <br />But for the game of Chinese whispers Played with champions of the rumour mill and the ghosts they've created. <br />Removed from the hiding places are the scars and the tumours, I've been curing them in the sun. <br /> <br />If you came to me looking for a hero stance and a place to live at the foot of a mountain called meekness, then I will let you down. <br />I was bowled over by the crud slides long ago, <br />And now like all great insects, <br />I've wriggled free of the muck, <br />Striving out from under <br />more like Frankenstein's Monster <br />thriving in the thunder. <br />And making an exit, <br />whether you like it or not.<br /><br />Sven Stears<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heroes-and-villains/