Ownership/Jesus Christ– The Sequel
What’s so wrong
With owning up to your faults
With acknowledging your shortcomings
As somewhere you’re going, not
Somewhere you are.
What is up with these people
Preaching inclusion while reproaching
Anyone honest with themselves
Is being so corrective, so judgemental
As to educate the masses
While also being
Separate from them.
Sometimes I think
Property is not the only kind of
Ownership my generation is struggling with.
I often feel like
I’m the only person in the world
Who’s willing to admit that they
Are not an angel, not a saint
Not all they pretend to be, which
I can’t recommend highly enough
When you take ownership for who you are
And what you’re capable of
You are finally free…! Even if you have
Thousands in debt, or an expensive future.
It’s about knowing who you are
Even when you’re struggling.
So why is it– that nobody wants to struggle
They just want to be healed, and have
A motivational mantra?
Why is everybody suddenly
1 day a year
A body positive role model…?
What is wrong with the way
We talk about ourselves… what is wrong
With being honest
Not in a cruel way, not in
A loving way, a loving honesty, the truth
Has more than a harsh side there is a blessing
But in a way that isn’t filtered
In a way that doesn’t manipulate, stating
The truth as if it is neither harmful nor
You have to own something
Even if it’s the way you feel,
Even if it’s not the way
You think you’re supposed to, you’re supposed
To take ownership
For who you are–
Not for other people.
*ughh I just wanna end this poem with a line that reads:
Jesus christ– the sequel