The Inner Critic

In an age of information overload and everyone and everything vying for our attention, it is easy to be sucked in to the propaganda and forget who we are

That we are NOT OUR THOUGHTS has inspired me to write this poem

The Inner Critic

In an age of information overload and everyone and everything vying for our attention, it’s easy to be sucked into this propaganda and forget who we are.

That we are NOT OUR THOUGHTS has inspired me to write this latest piece

Inner critic

There’s always that voice

Just noticeable enough

Nudging us to a new choice

And when the going gets tough

It’s that voice yet again, persistent

Eschewing doubting whispers

To a point we become hell bent

insisting that we are our thoughts

And yet

There is a way beyond this thinking turmoil

To quash and totally forget

And plant the seed of thought on new found soil

Where upon renewed in mind

Clarity springs

And thoughtful rhythm we find

To finally live, laugh and love

And it is to that tune our soul gloriously sings

Keep reaching

Coach Tarek