Practical People
God save me from practical people
Who know everything
And have an answer to everything.
Who don’t realise that
‘I don’t know’ is not an answer
To the question they just asked
But that it is the keening of the soul
That is faced with darkness
And the vision of a pit
So absolute that
there is no escaping it.
Ever.
God save me from ‘positive’ people
Whose words are a cloak for negativity
Who look for chinks in your armour
That you had deliberately created
To let in the light
And who consider them apertures for
lack of industry
And advise you about looking forward
and not backward.
God help them, and you:
Don’t they realise
That you neither need to look ahead,
Or behind
That you have both directions
within you
That there is light within you
Which shines true,
And gives directions to others
What need you, to have directions:
Aren’t you the source of ALL directions?
