J Turn

J Turn 3/10/2014

Flip this coin over

And you just might understand

That every single thing

Can still lead

To something good. 

The avatar is me

As I inhabit this flesh

Worn for one lifetime,

And then shed

For something else. 

We are going through a change

And it will always be a struggle

Because if we never struggled

Life would have

No point at all.

I am not the same person

That I used to be

And tomorrow I will feel differently

Than how I feel today.

I could look at the bad

Or I could, flip it over

Turning it in to something else

And make it right.

We could always quit

And we can always argue

Or maybe we might remember

And weep. 

But either way

Here we are

And either way

This is the rest.

Some try to pick things apart

And always find the flaws

Ridiculing what others forgot

And pointing out their mistakes.

But that is easy

And that is cheap

Unless you offer to help

And look for the good.

There will always be heartache

And there will always be loss

But each and every time

There is a lesson to learn. 

I am more than I was

And fear, no longer wins

Not since I woke up

And not since I rose.  

I can love

And I can give

No matter how much I lose

Because I’ll always have more

And get bigger every day. 

Nothing is impossible

Because that is the biggest lie

The oldest deception in the book

To make us give in

And make us give up. 

In the end

I doesn’t matter

If they think I am clever

And I could care less

If they think I am smart.

What matters is the truth

Because anything less, is a joke

As they keep fighting with themselves

And swinging at smoke. 

It is their world, that is dying

But it’s doubtful that they notice

Too self-absorbed to appreciate

Reality beating down the door.

They can go ahead and blame others

But it will not change a thing

Because they will never truly examine

The hatred within their soul. 

Imagine letting go

And seeing it all anew

Through the eyes of someone else

Who never hurt you at all. 

This will all pass away

Yes even the convenient little lies

Piled up on the ash heap

And burned all over again.  

Learning can only flourish

Where there is freedom

And freedom can only survive

Where there is truth. 

All this is fake

And all of it is dumb

Just another rehash

Of someone else’s past.

Take on the greater risk

And take on the greater task

Building up the good

And loving them 

With all your heart.