So I came here intent on free expression Thinking this platform would be my space to Set sail to the wind Of careless carefree abandon That'll raise my repertoire Was the thought, I had. So I do that And I follow through Writing openly on this platform. But I didn't feel good at all And didn't perceive growth Or grandeur worth having Instead I felt restless More and more saddenin. You see I have this memory in my head It's the portrait of JFK Black and white Resident in my grandparents home Many moons ago And retained do I have it today Where I go to stay When I'm home in Ireland nowadays. That framed picture Takes pride of place you see and, Well it makes me want to rise, Be the best version of me Be the man I'm meant to be. That picture And my primary school classroom, Both anchors of the hope That's in my heart. Hope for the future I'd be unwanting to let go. Well then these hopes made me take, Another look At careless abandon For if you hasn't something good to say Then say nothin. The old wisdom goes. Am I lifting hearts here now? I don't know I do know I want to be authentically imperfect. But not self-deprecating. Life is short And hard enough. Every one of us has our inherited dignity Human dignity Formed in our formative childhood years. So with that, I hope whoever reads this, Can stand tall in their life Come through carelessness and abandon. Instead, hold your chin up, get back on your feet again. Never let go Of that dignified child formed Many moons ago. Today you rise As the saying goes. Set sail to the wind yes But with your best foot forward See where that leads you No shame, no regrets Just your story to write. Niteo