Self Respect
When I went into hospital
They took away my rights.
I forgot to ask for them back when I left.
I was too confused, I had other things on my mind.
Now I want them back, desperately.
It is easy to regain your rights.
You simply believe you are equal too everyone else.
You regain your dignity, your self respect.
Did I say easy, I meant difficult.
I didn’t regain my rights by thunder and lightning,
More by the gentleness of waves,
Lapping on the sea shore,
By the sweetness and freshness of the gentle breeze,
Swaying the tree tops,
But thunder and lightning followed in their wake.
Self respect is very important.
If I do not respect my madness,
How can I respect others’ madness,
The madness of my friends.
If I do not love myself,
How can I love my friends.
If I do not accept myself, totally,
Warts and all, madness and all,
How can I accept my friends,
Warts and all, madness and all.
The sun shines on us all,
The mad and the so called sane.
It accepts us all totally.
The earth supports us all.
It accepts us all totally.
The sea embraces us all.
The rain refreshes us all.
The night envelops us all, warts and all.
The day awakens us all.
Nature accepts us all, warts and all,
Our sanity and our madness.
God created all, and accepts us all.
Can we reject what God accepts.
It was not God that rejected us,
But so called human society,
The society that has rejected God and Love,
And embraced materialism.
Only see that we do not reject ourselves.
John Exell © 2002
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Window Shopping
You say that through the eyes you can see into the
soul
Have you seen mine lately?
Do my eyes show all the pain that my tears can't
wash away?
All the hurt that is bottled up inside - my smile is fading
I want to let you in. To believe that I can trust.
But I need to know you see me as I am, not as you see.
Ask for help. It's easy. Just pull the cord and
they'll be there.
That's a lie 'cause I screamed and all that was there was me.
On who do I rely when my mind lays shattered on
the floor?
Can I tell you all my secrets, even those you don't want to hear?
Will you hold my hand in yours when the pain just feels too real?
Climb inside my darkest hour?
Withstand my deepest fear?
I want imperfection - nothing less and nothing more
The honesty to be yourself, magnificent and flawed.
You are beautiful to me, I know it's clichéd but it's true
The casing insignificant, adored by others or ignored
For me the night it feels too cold
And the daylight too unclean
The heart is torn apart
By the head that turns away
Are your eyes still focused on my pain or do you
see my fragile core?
That somewhere underneath there is a beauty that's still pure?
'Cause I need you to believe in me, to know what I can be
To love me just the way I am - imperfect and unseen
Rachel
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Statement
Some people think I’m crazy;
But I can reasonably cope,
And am reasonably happy,
So what do I care.
If I knew what sanity was,
I could strive for that;
But no-one seems to know.
Some people think they do;
They think it’s normality,
Or rather,
Conformity.
But to me, they,
And their definition,
Seem the height of folly.
So I will continue to strive to be
Completely and utterly myself.
And if this turns out to be
Completely and utterly mad,
Quite frankly,
I couldn’t give a toss.
John Exell © 2002
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