Going Places Poem by Christina Simmons

Though you try your very hardest to break my morale
I will keep on standing: fight till the bitter end
My desire is to protect myself respect, remaining as dignify as you
Cannot buckle down - this is a mission must completed
I will not submit to your needs

May have appeared to obey your commands but always
I'll be true to myself; do what is believed to be right
You feel good about yourself by making me look small
Oh no, NO! Play along with you let it seemed you're
in charge really I am. No one holds the key to my inner peace

Only I do! Hear my words twisting it to suit your
intentions; you're made up of destroying definitions
Aware of the cunning tricks that goes on; my attitude is not
to be crushed: looks like I've surrender, throwing in the towel
There's a force greater than you: it's coming to rescue me from your clasp.

I'm going to use it the way you've used me
taking control of my being; the fibre which made me strong
I've gained it back - I'm whole again




















Christina Simmons
28/7/14.