
I wrote this in 2012 when I was thinking about the work I wanted to do and how to present it. Often, when my ideas won’t fall into a semblance of order, I turn to poetry and just let the words flow onto the page. This was the result. It follows on nicely from my answer to today’s daily question. 11th Augus 2023. My first two cats would be 39 today…why don’t they live that long!
I hold my beliefs in the depths of me They go to my core They are everything I am Not a reflection of other peoples’ views They’re not up for grabs to the highest bidder For sale as some sort of bribe Or made wishy-washy to be safe I don’t market what I feel to be popular Or spread the words that people want to hear So thinly so that they become transparent And you can see through to a different truth beneath My beliefs are my life and my heart and my soul I am my beliefs My words are as true as I can communicate To the people who are tired of marketing pizzazz And strap-lines taken from the nearest bandwagon Because they’re what we ought to say Not what we believe Not what works People who feel will hear me And they will know that I speak sincerely And even if I’m wrong in their eyes They will know that I’m honestly wrong Not dishonestly popular I’m not selling a life based on my ideas I’m selling inspiration for individual ideas I feel the way I do because that’s who I am And what I feel is real to me I want you to be real for you too And the master of your own feelings Deb Hawken 2012