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The Elephant in the Room

There’s an elephant in the room
No one will mention it
He sits with ears flapping about
And makes us all look twits
For each one knows he”s there
But dare not say a word
In case of waking up the beast
Or finding there’s a herd
Of pachyderms instead of just
This single elephant
Like opening a can of worms
What a predicament!

So Dumbo sits there, never moves
In the way of everyone
For to disrupt this elephant
May bring an end to fun
Or would it rather clear a space
In which to live and breathe
If this mammoth weren’t in the way
So much could be achieved
And life might be a tad better
Freed up to simply be
Happy, content, and unimpinged
In fact much more healthy

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Elephant in the Room

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Time To Change

It rapes the kindest soul
Tampering with truth
Ripping at the heart of reality
Laced in fear
Deluded
Lost
In a miasma of confusion
That depletes relationships
Tears apart self
Deprives the spirit
As a mask on the world
A cloak of psychosis
Where many are too afraid
To ask for help
In a world where stigma
Still wears a thorny crown
And shackles lives
In a mantra of lies
Under the guise of ignorance
Yet still how I pray
That chinks of light
Will break through these clouds
These fumes of misunderstanding
This fog of discrimination
Bias. Prejudice.
So that change will come
And come soon
For now is the time
Time to change
Now!

The Mirage In The Mist

Can you hear them? Can you see them?
The people in his head
That persecute his every move
And haunt the road he treads

Illusions in neural pathways
Apparitions of his mind
The ignis fatuus that burns
So bright he swears you’re blind

Can you gain the insights he believes
He has much like a gift
Yet which evade your reckoning
In stark paradigm shifts

For though to him these things are real
In your reality
They’re figments of imaginings
That you and I can’t see

But does that support or uphold
Him on this path he leads
Abused by all who laugh and mock
As slowly his heart bleeds

And is it right we judge and scorn
This man whom God has made
Leaving him in his wilderness
Confused; alone; afraid?

For though his thoughts seem abstract and
Beyond perceptual grasp
Let’s more so offer compassion
Give him a hand to clasp

Let’s see the man behind the mask
The person who exists
And with cognisance burn away
The mirage in the mist