The MostI Important Words Ever Spoken

The most important words ever spoken were,

To thine own self be true

This above all, my love, to thine own self be true,

And it must follow, as night the day,

thou canst not then be false to any man.”

If, we do not believe in ourselves—

until someone reveals—

that deep inside us is something valuable—

something worth listening to—

something worthy of our trust—

and sacred to our touch—

this life's a bally battle but, there’s some advice holds true.

If the future's black as thunder, don't let people see you're blue;

If you're up against it badly, then it's only one on you.

Once you begin to truly believe in yourself, as you are—

these are the words you'll be hearing—

“To thine own self be true.”

You will follow their command, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule, or scorn of others, rather than be false and incur your own abhorrence.

If you're feeling pretty groggy, and you're licked beyond a doubt;

Though your face is battered to a pulp, let them know your heart is stout.

Just stand upon your pins until the beggars knock you out.

You, must free yourself from the expectations of others—

give yourself  back onto yourself—

there lies the great, singular power of  self-respect. No one can make you feel inferior— without you give consent—

Never give it.

Never think that it may feel good, to join them that's in the parade.

You’ll not be melted— into candle grease--to benefit the tallow trade.

Let them know with every clout, they’ll never see YOU fade.

As we let our OWN light shine—

we, unconsciously== give to others—

permission to do the same

As we are liberated from our fear—
our presence liberates others.

Whatever we have forgotten—

we can remember—

Whatever we have buried—
we can unearth.

If we are willing to look deep; into our own nature, into our own  real (not the common fantasies)heritage. If we—
as lonesome travellers--
are willing to peel away the layers of crap—

the layers we have adopted—

while going through this world of strife.

We will find -- our true respected—

self—
is not so far removed—
as we think.

From the expectations of others, free yourself.

Sink to sleep at midnight, and although you're feeling tough,

Rise up in the morning with the will that, smooth or rough,

As we let our OWN light shine—we'll, give to others--  permission to do so too

You just cultivate a cast-iron smile of joy the whole day through;

They’ll call you "Little Sunshine", wish that THEY'D no troubles, too --

If we, as lonesome travellers, are willing--to peel away the layers of crap—the layers we have adopted—going through this world of strife. We will find -- our true self— is not as far removed—
as we think.  
Of course, I realise this is not really a poem.
 ©Al (Alex-Alexander) D Girvan. All rights reserved.