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Be Renewed. Be a Creator. Be a Bird. Be Free.

24/12/2013

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Stand back and look upon me
I am a new woman
Just like each new wave crashing upon the sea
I shall crash into life renewed
For there are so many things I can foresee
That many need shown

You think that I am but a lamb
But I have never been stronger
My mind creates pearls just like a clam
both white and dark pearls
Because I am not perfect, madame
I am a good and evil combined

I could beat down your ignorant words
Like the wall that they are
My strength will likely get on your nerves
and you won't understand why
But I am more free than you, just like a bird
Open your mind and be free too

I will not bully you into believing as I do
Merely show you the world
Beyond one life I have broken through
To a higher understanding
We are all one but have no collective view
If only everyone could see

If we didn't need to force others to our will
Wouldn't the world be peaceful?
Live together in our collective journeys uphill
without climbing over each other
Breathing in the bliss and seduction of goodwill
The true meaning of happiness.

Imagine a world where there is no power
no money
no expectations
Perhaps there could be equality
generosity
freedom
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Image courtesy of Tina Phillips / FreeDigitalPhotos.net
Live in a plane higher than yourself. Be a bird. Look down on the world and feel the pain of the world. What it could have been. What it could be. Then you can be free.

Scarlett Van Dijk
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Look at Them

19/10/2013

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PictureImage courtesy of africa / FreeDigitalPhotos.net
Look at us in our skin tight jeans
our fashionable jumpers and shirts

Look at us in our warm, multi-bedroom houses
as the rain pour and the wind rages

Look at us eating our bread, and meat and veg
smothered with sauces and spices

So why do you complain?

Too cold, Too warm
Too spicy, Too salty
I’m hungry, I’m thirsty
I don’t like that, I don’t want to

Really?

Do you see them in their rags?
The only clothes they own

Do you see them out in the cold
with the weather wearing them down?

Do you see them, all skin and bone?
without food or clean water

“Yes,” you say. “I saw them on TV.”

…But did you really see them?


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    Scarlett Van Dijk

    I love writing poetry in my spare time. I will be posting new poems here as I write them.

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