I have set myself a challenge
In my own big-hearted way
From this day forward for a year
I will write a poem every day
I have not studied poetry
I do not understand its rules
Metre, rhyme and form
Are the tools of wise old fools
I only hope that by being honest
By sharing what I feel
Will I be able to express myself
In a way to you that’s real
My poetry is fairly basic
Every second- and fourth-line rhyme
I should really go back to school
But I haven’t got the time
The point of the exercise is simple
To see if it can be done
To see if I can keep my word
Instead of finding a way to shun
Normally when I commit to something
I find a million and one excuses
Not to do what I need the most
And in turn create inner bruises
But this time will be different
I have turned over a new leaf
If you show me some encouragement
It will strengthen my belief
I also want to explore myself
To find out what makes me tick
By taking the time to write things down
Will help prevent me becoming sick
We carry around so much torment
We don’t know who we are anymore
So why not unleash your inner poet
And join me on the quest to explore
We can share our innermost thoughts
Reveal ourselves to each other
Then we will never again be ashamed
To stand naked in front of the mirror
For we will understand that life
Is just a passing quest for truth
We do ourselves a disservice
When we choose to remain aloof
Inspiration is all around me
I feel joy and pain every day
I never switch the television on
For that would turn my mind to clay
So I will let my darkness out
Pour sunshine in my mind
Putting it all down in words
No matter what the hell I find
Only by going deep into the recess
Will we be able to mine the gold
So do not listen to the outer world
And what you are being sold
Quieten your thoughts
Let whatever rises rise
Observe the lessons you must learn
In order to gain your prize
It is waiting patiently for you
To recognise its wealth
Your humanity is waiting
To give you energy and health
We must stop impeding it
With food additives and hate
We must become enlightened beings
Before it is too late
Some may say that’s impossible
People are dumb the world over
But I have faith in our spirit
And not a four leafed clover
So I am choosing to ignite my flame
To let my passion burn
My life is passing before my eyes
And I choose not to let it spurn
At the end of the calendar year
When this project is complete
I will look back at my work and say,
‘Billy, you deserve a treat’
I don’t know where I will be by then
I only know one thing
If I don’t get my arse in gear
I’ll never be a poet, never mind a king
Cheers!
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