Silver Acceptance

What defines the me in you

The I in me has got no clue

For fear they’ll see my silver hair

Or lines from worry and despair

Triviality takes too much time

Yes I know it undermines

The core of what my soul conveys

It suffocates my yesterdays

And chokes the life from this poor fool

Who’d be much better playing cool

This game of life – this spacious dance

Filled with choices and of chance

From king to queen to knight to pawn

Red to black then overdrawn

Why can’t I be the innate me

And face the possibility

They’ll accept me as I am

That we might come to understand

Great beauty lies within a place

Of acceptance and of grace

And it’s okay to throw away

The stigma swallowed from the tray

Set before us far too long

It just might be that they were wrong

©Kay Salady

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on October 10, 2013, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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