The changes and scars
Imprinted upon my form
Twisted and gnarled
Contextual flow
Freedom of expression
Caged by the fearful
The butt of thier neviousness
Flying free
Living with our differences
Toss asunder there retorts
Gaze at the light
Pitty thier foolishness
We are who we want too be
The world is our oyster
Fly and grow within the unbound
Be the best your abilities grow
Indifference is special
As are you
Posts Tagged ‘ignorance’
Living as self
Posted: February 21, 2015 in RandomTags: acceptances, freedom, growth, ignorance, life, poem, poetry
Today is a good day apart from the Neanderthal brigade. The selective wit and unintelligent boasts of those with fear.
I personally love the film “The Goonies” but am fed up with the comparisons to the character above. By the selected minority that think its funny and clever.
Yes I have facial deformities caused by multiple operations ect,but I am educated,traveled,kind,loving and accepting.
It perturbs and annoys me when narrow-mindedness is the norm and inquisitive nature of humanity is stifled by societies ignorance.
I have blindly live side by side with this since movie release by choice. As those that know me or have read my previous posts will know all to well.
Why does anyone have to be subjected to this in today’s society it’s beyond my comprehension especially from adult aged humans.
As soon as they are selected for retort or similar treatment they become aggressive in nature. Mmmm its strange how human nature works.
I write this not for sympathy but just to highlight yet again the stupidity of others. Who travel a narrow path of ignorant and un educated blindness.
If you for what ever reason are harangued or tormented by humanities eagits(idiots). Try this !!
Extend your middle finger and with pride say , I wear/have my scars/issues I wear with pride and carry the knowledge that I understand others failings and accept them.
NOW BUGGER OF AND LEAVE ME ALONE
oh and have the biggest smile and calm nature through the whole process.
Who’s The Tormentor
Posted: June 17, 2014 in RandomTags: abuse, cause, effect, evil, Fear, ignorance, just, symolism, torment
Did you notice
Do you hear the sound
Have you asked why
Did you try to help
Why didnt you speak
What stopped your action
Did you provide
Couldn’t you stop
Were you cause
Assistant to effect
Persecutor or tormentor
Did you cause the trauma
Abuse,torment,poverty and stress
Are pooled around us
Depravity cunning in discise
Costumed peers
Power hungerly evil
Wolfs in sheeps clothing
Open our eyes…….See
Unplug our ears……..hear
Never stifel curiosity……ask
Be humanitarian…….assist
Lead by example intervene
Hey You Guys too Yes Sir (The steps)
Posted: April 10, 2014 in RandomTags: acceptance, age, Army, attainment, be the best, bullied, challenge, choice, conversion, desolation, dreams, drive, enpower, enpowering, esteam, Fear, grasp, growth, harassed, ignorance, inner self, inteligance, life, network, new beginings, new you, Pride, regimentation, self worth, seperation, smashing, Start, terror, training, travel, values, war
( we grow despite of it all)
On the 22nd of june 1990 I woke up checked my bags and headed for the station. Today was the first day of the rest of my life.
I had passed my medical and physical accepted the Queens shilling and was heading too ATR (Army Training Regiment) Pirbright. Recruite Fothering ham Guards division,to turn this boy into a well teained fit member of Her Majesties Armed Forces.
A 4+ hr Train Journey from Edinburgh Too London,through london and onto Surrey.
And then the Pleasure and Torture begins. Stripping of all Civillian traites and building of indavidual and team values that will save your life.
14 weeks of being pushed,insulted,trained,run into the ground and constantly learning and marching.
This was awesome I loved it eaven the bullying type behaviour used to break the Civillian attitude . Being able to turn negative into positive and my turmoil as a child this was easy. Onward and Upward step after step,trial after trial and picking up friends,awards and aclaim on the way.
Having 70+ mates to fight your corner needed or not The Fozzy family exploded in number dailly.
It wasnt all rosey I had times where it all got on top of me and I felt like giving up.
But thanks tp my tormentors from my childhood this wasnt going to happen(EVER).
Not even Meningitis on the 14 wk could derail my aytempt . It mearly changed the route and delayed the arrival.
I was called all sorts of names (none new) pushed harder than ever,doubted by many,told by peers to give up pushed to snapping point by training officers dailly.
But I never faultered or doubted myself even after the Meningitis (again boubt 4 in my life) I drove on.
A 10+ year career in the armed forces earning my Para wings,Feild medicine and Royal Marine Green Beret.
You have to strive every day to improve through life. Untill all avenues are followed “No” is not an option.
In life doubters and haters exist (fact) learning how to cope and utilise are (imperative)
Follow your dreams select your own path and only take possitives with you leave negativity behind..
I know these things are hard and people are different but I would say that hearts and blood are the same. And in someway Drive has to be used and found by all in some way.
Talking Too Myself
Posted: April 9, 2014 in RandomTags: acceptance, angst, anguish, bottom, catagarisation, deppression, disbelief, dismay, esteem, Fear, feelings, hate, hurt, ignorance, lack8ng, loathing, low, misconception, numbness, Pain, parity, self worth, treatment
In the room full of joy
Rapture flows from girl and boy
Chatting ,Laughing, googing off
Oblivious to the world around
Ask a question to looks and stares
Quantified by silence in the air
No retort or utterance made just as if nothing was said
Joining in with the fun around all the faces look too the ground
Not a look, glance or a stare to acknowledge the fact they know I’m there
Shouting at the top of my voice echo’s around with out a choice
Still no flicker of emotional pace no smile or frown apon a face
Is it worth this battle of mine , to speak the words and be held in time
I am not a dummy , pupper or mute There are feelings inside the scars of the brute
Heart and soul nobody see just scars on the face and normalities tears
Sit in the corner all on my own , Party for one as I Talk To Myself