(Disclaimer–written long after I published this post—I often discuss the topic of “Alignment” on this blog: as in, getting aligned, reaching for satisfaction, and generally feeling good. The tone of this poem is… er… not quite so good-feeling. I almost wanted to change the title so it didn’t appear when you search “alignment” on this blog, but I settled for this note. You’ve been warned!)
It's not always easy to hold your own,
To stay in your zone, when others are prone
To reach out, beseech you to stray
From finding your own way. What do you say
When others insist that they have the answers?
How do you resist their advances?
What will you miss out on if you say "No"?
Their persuasiveness makes you feel like play dough
Putty in their hands, open to their suggestions
You have dreams and you're hoping they won't mess them
You sorta want to trust those clever faces
But their wily graces makes you want to sever ways with
Them and turn and run as fast as you can,
Hiding sounds like a capital plan!
But you'd rather you stand up tall and true
Because you know that is all you gotta do,
You'd rather just ignore these grasping solications
You don't have to listen to everyone who breaks in
To interrupt your day with their promises and pitches
They have big dreams for canals, do you dig ditches?
Because they have dreams to achieve on your dime
Will you be the patsy who helps them climb
Up their hill? Never mind if it's wrong for you,
They look for gullible people, that's what they do,
And then they try to convince you that they know,
No, they don't, it's time to say so,
It's time to break those chains and say you're fine with
Going solo, you ain't no fool, no, you're now in Alignment!