To begin
is to end with a clean break.
Move …
immigrate even!
But how do I let go
of a legacy of words?
Words … cross boundaries
cross countries
cross lines – imaginary or political.
To let go of words
and the craft of language
is to let go of skills -
learned the hard way.
Like patience
in the face of criticism.
Like perseverance
under a barrage of insults.
Like keeping a cool head
amidst furiously flying arguments.
Like the willingness
to face a fresh sheet of paper everyday.
Like creativity
that strikes at the heart of everything practical, reasonable
and common-sensical.
How can I let go
of these …
and be me?
Be disciplined
and be pragmatic
and be …
not so bloody melodramatic eh?
Poetry. And me.
Breaking new rules
in a new society.
Heh!
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