YOUR OWN VIEW

If you’re looking for something;

Turning from one learned name to another,

From cover to cover

Of some dust coloured book;

If you’re searching through manuscripts written

Before men could read,

Or pamphlets printed last evening,

Or hunting for truths from the mouths

Of traditional ministers,

Or gospellers spinning their own expositions,

Then stop and find a space

Of your own to fill.

Maybe you’ve trawled the whole world

For proof of its place in the universe,

Or simply heard it was made perfect amongst many;

It could be that new discoveries carry you along

With the fervour of their worth,

Or you remain sceptical of every medicine man 

And spend your pennies self remedying,

Or possibly you’ve a love of hypothesis

But have forgotten to look for the little things

That link it to the bigger picture,

If so then stick a pin in the map

Of your skin and live there.

If you’ve tried every fad and diet and exercise

And routinely cried hard in denial,

Or withdrawn from more substances

Than are good for you

And been attracted to ruder consumables,

Or cruised the streets and lanes

Of brave new worlds full of girls and boys

And found the equivalent of human white noise

And been unable to fine tune

Any decent news from the stew of it all,

Then please know that you

Are the only headline worth finding.