A Poem on Leaving the Junk Behind

Jane Tawel
An Idea (by Ingenious Piece)
3 min readDec 19, 2020

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“Flying away” by Ian-S is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0

If You Can’t Get Your Body Out, At Least Get Your Head Out

A Poem on Leaving the Junk Behind

By Jane Tawel

December 19, 2020

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For several years I have been longing,

To flee my country, that’s been wronging

The little ones, the poor, the weak,

The different-hued, the hurt, the meek.

And while I wish I could just run

To somewhere that would be more fun

And somewhere that the rulers rule

By being kind, not being cruel;

Well, I have realized I am stuck

And so, I have to fight this muck.

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The thing is that the people helming

Are far too often overwhelming

In getting in my craw and mind,

And making me feel raw, unkind

To others and to my own self.

So, I decided to now shelve,

The crud, and junk, and just plain meanness

And I will find some light and cleanness

by taking a long holiday,

from reports of the ones who prey

on peace of mind and care of heart.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ll do my part,

To care for others and be strong,

To fight for rights, and right the wrongs

And I’ll stay here right next to you,

But if I can’t escape in true,

At least I hope that I will find,

That I can go elsewhere in mind.

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And so, I recommend today,

If you are feeling evil’s sway,

Or just can’t listen to more fools,

Or watch as people worship ghouls;

If you wish you could run away,

As I have wished day after day,

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Jane Tawel
An Idea (by Ingenious Piece)

Still not old enough to know better. Enjoys philosophy, spirituality, poetry, books of all genres.Often torn between encouragement & self-directed chastisement.