The inspiration for my poem was the collection of short stories: 'The Things They Carried', by Tim O'Brien.
I carry my books and I carry my bags
I carry hopes and I carry plans
Synthesizing ideas and solutions
Ever-growing knowledge, will command my finger
and paint my future
I will experience, I will advance.
I carry green tea and I carry my brain
I carry silence…
Pain amidst ecstasy and liberation
Empty wisdom and meditation
Peeling into the layers of my soul
I will ponder; I will pretend.
I carry clenched fists and a menacing glare
I carry fury, I'm ready to scare
'Count to ten and let it go!'
I submit to anger- the merciless puppeteer
I will bite badly, with fangs of revenge.
I carry chocolates and I carry a rose
I am gowned in love, adorned with
It seems there are good people on this earth
Those who care and never leave
I will open my heart. I will bury my doubt.
I carry keys, I carry my credit card
I carry responsibility and the will to act
Like a mother hen, I will protect
Never will I my duties neglect
I will carry life and love all the way to the grave
I will prosper.
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