What lens are you wearing today?
A black, a blue or a rosy hue?
What nonsense this is; you taint the actual view,
Of the wonderful world around you.
Take off those glasses child!
They are blinding your sight
Remove the frames of the blame, the guilt
The unexplained inferiority
Remove the lens of shame,
Those falsehoods about you,
Remove the lens of doubt,
Of the anxious, the never-good-enough.
Remove the frame of failure and betrayal,
You have been carrying bag rubbish on your back,
You are filtering everything through the bitter dark lenses,
The brokenness and letdowns of yester-years
Some belonged to you, yes, you made those mistakes
Some you inherited, the generational curses,
But they are not you, my child
See your light, not through the opaque crystal.
It is not fair by you can’t you see,
You need to see the world as it is
Every challenge is new, and you are capable
But only when we learn to realize.
That filters are formed to protect us,
To help us survive, after the fight or flight,
But we are more than creatures of survival now
As we can decide our choice.
Take them off one by one, the cut-glass, of
Of distrust, disappointment, and discontent.
Take off the childhood expectation and humiliation
When you thought you couldn’t meet them?
Why is your sight so dense child?
It is not that dark,
You have forgotten to clean your glass lantern,
Your true light always remains a spark.