Open Book
Open Book
You say
your Life is
an open book,
but,
the question is,
who’s writing it?
Did you imagine
you were meant to
send out invitations,
asking for
submissions to
an anthology,
every chapter
someone else’s version
of your story,
as if their version
must be better than
your own?
Their adventures
more interesting
than your
misadventures?
Their successes
more captivating
than your
did-the-best-you-coulds?
Their hard work
more impressive
than your
slacker escapades?
Did you imagine
you’ll need
an agent
to persuade
a major publisher
to consider your book
worthy of publication?
Sort of like
Jesus making a pitch to
a judgmental God?
I’m thinking of
taking my own
advice:
Write your own book.
Publish it your Self.
If you like “Open Book,” maybe you’ll like seeing my poetry books, and more poems, at stevegillard.com.
Thanks, Steve. I agree. Jesus should have written his own book. We'd all be better off.
Yummy, except now ya got me singin' this little tune...."When you were young and your heart was an open book, you used to say, "Live and let live" (You know you did, you know you did, you know you did). But if this ever-changing world in which we live in, makes you give in and cry, say "Live and let die! Live and let die!" Funny how often you lead me to song, mi amigo. I love it!