Poetry for today. This here is from an acquaintance I met a few years ago and we interact a few times on Twitter. Derek Haines is a brilliant writer, novelist and author of various books and eBooks. He writes some great stories but most of all, Derek write stories about true life and people, their true feelings, regrets, hopes and struggles with life. He has a wonderful gift when it comes to share about life and the living, which makes our human story fascinating and worth listening back to.

A Time To Be Me

How much of life is ours to make?
Do we make our own mistakes?
Or do we live to others rules?
And work through life with borrowed tools.

Do we own our lives we lead?
Are we just here to simply breed?
And fill our time with useless tasks,
Am I the first one who has asked.

What is the point meek existence?
I plan to put up some resistance.
To make a life for some to see,
It’s now time, time to be me.

I’ve lead a life by all the rules,
I now return the borrowed tools.
The house, the wife, the kids, the life,
Of toil and debt and constant strife.

I tried, I did, I toiled away,
Worked to the rules every day.
I made mistakes, but God I tried,
But I could not share my life with someone who lied.

I must admit it was not by choice,
No one seemed to hear my voice.
As all I knew had fell apart,
But I refused to wallow with a broken heart.

I’ll now make my life a simple one,
With time for work and time for fun,
For friends and places I want to see,
With a hope for love, but time to be me.

Written by Derek Haines