Glow

A reflective poem that considers the confusion many of us experience in life, with a deep emphasis on our individuality, however, it encourages us to recognise this and become more.

Faces once lit by fire,

now reflect lights from a screen,

while our hearts scream out for relationship,

it’s much less welcome and received.

Where once we dreamed of gold,

romance, treasure and love,

our obsessions have changed as we now

dream only of us.

I has become our deepest desire,

and we will fight for it no matter the cause

yet, our souls bleed longing for something more.

Heroes ancient and brand new find themselves forgotten and ignored.

Where are the old gods, kings, queens and warriors?

They are not I, so why should we care?

We are now our own obsession, our desire, I am my god.

Forgive us our trespasses, our sins and our vanity,

we pray into mirrors, phones and screens.

I am okay, I am right, I am fine

please remind me of this whenever you can.

No more do our minds consider or desire,

they are reprogrammed to believe in and support only us.

Be careful of dreams, be careful of love,

because distractions like those detract from I.

And, without I, how can I believe in I or myself?

How can I be sure I am first, number one?

In time, screens will die,

no longer lighting our faces.

I pray we’ll remember there is more we should know.

Because I is not all, I is selfish, short and low.

We should dream of desire, love, hope,

even treasure and gold,

romance and intrigue,

forgiveness and grace,

these are what should reflect in our faces.

Let’s relight some fires,

and recapture our glow.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, we are such an egostistical lot...if only we could love others, care about others...
maybe peace would happen...but another thing that keeps us from others is a screen...isolation, compartmentalization...
me me me...reflecting off the screen like looking into a mirror rather than another face...
very thoughtful write...powerful.

j.

[Mark Henderson]

Aren't we? We're bred that way now. I fear for the next generation.

Thank you for your review. Sadly, we miss so much beauty in life as we are caught staring at screens.

[knighngale]

great hon, it reminds me of a part of me. It makes me sad, because the screen wins; and I remind them, I'm the real thing. I'm that identity, but they stole it from me. God, given, its me! :D

[Mark Henderson]

Thank you. I'm pleased you enjoyed it. I completely agree. We lose ourselves to screens so easily. It makes me scared for my kids. But, always hoping we can remember who we are!

[knighngale]

your welcome hon, 😁😋😎🥱

[Gee]

Society has pretty much evolved into "me, my, mine" with many folk not knowing and caring for anything but themselves. I bet many folk do not know, or care to know, the names of their near neighbours, and have little time for their own families.
Enjoyed reading you Msrk

[Mark Henderson]

Thank you Gee. I'm so pleased you enjoyed it. Your review completely reflects the sentiment. In saying that, we've got to hold onto hope for tomorrow right?

[Gee]

Indeed, and reintroduce the art of conversation to the younger generation who are gagged by gadgets :)