If all good things
Must come to an end
That's not to say that
Another good thing
Can't begin as soon as
One side of the brain
Stops
Fooling
The other
Resulting in
Personal perception
Actually matching reality
At last
Once personal misperception
Does not conflict with reality
It’s likely that
Progressive changes for the better in
One person’s attitude will serve to
Jump start a reversal of a negatively focused
Cycle, which had proved painful for
Everyone concerned
So
If we can
Muster the courage
To (clearly) see and (courageously) accept
The fact that both sides of
Human nature exist within us all then
Rather than feeling need to
View life as though we’re peering into
A fun house mirror (which narrowly distorts
The truth), we can more readily gain insight into
Clearly keying into our intuitive powers so
Objectively as to re-assemble the bigger picture of
Our lives in such a detailed fashion that
‘Missing puzzle pieces’ (which had been
Subconsciously repressed) filter through
Our self protective walls of denial, and
As these missing pieces slide into place
Misunderstandings that had weighed heavy on
Everyone’s spirit naturally turn a corner where
Lost sheep of every color feel warmly welcomed home
As the perceptions of children are
Classically literal in nature
Annie’s potential to make
Sound use of her intuitive powers will not
Kick in to say—
Please pass the 'mustered'
To spice up my personal sense of
Self confident courage—
For decades to come
So if, at this point in our story
Your sense of intrigue feels need to
Ask why Annie’s instinctive response to
Joseph's ardor was to smack him
All around the head instead of
Kissing Mr. Cool back when
Receiving his kiss had been
Her heart’s fondest wish ... Well
If I were to speak with Annie’s adult voice, today
Here’s what my self confident, acquisition of knowledge
Would know to say:
As long as Annie’s mental state of denial
Continues to divide her preteen memory into
Two separate parts (one clear, one foggy)
The conscious portion of my brain will remain
Stuck in a sadly perplexed rut as to
Why my friendship with Joseph
Was fated to suffer such a sudden demise
In fact, as long as
My prepubescent brain’s
Many layered wall of denial
Stands self protectively in place as though
Guarding subconscious secrets that I’m afraid to
Reveal to myself, my intelligence will remain
Mentally blocked from reflecting back on
My life so objectively as to consciously see
My instinctive reaction to Joseph’s outburst of
Passion as being partially responsible for the fact that
True love had been painfully buried alive on both sides
On the other hand
You can
Bet your
Sweet bippy that
Once preteen Annie grows up to be
Inquisitive ME, my intuitive intelligence will
Inspire the conscious portion of
My brain to set out upon
A self motivated, life long quest to
Mine the depths of both sides of
My memory so as to
Come up with strings of
Interrelated insights, which
Upon being strung together like
Strands of pearls, will clearly formulate
Deeply meaningful
Trains of thought focused upon
Arousing my curiosity to dive ever more
Deeply and thus thoroughly into my past in
Hopes of spotlighting the main root of
The lost puzzle piece that continues to haunt
The subconscious portion of my brain, today
So
Since we know
Adult Annie
To be thorough when
Stringing together
One insight after another
Let's support her personal quest to
Separate fact from fantasy in order to
Identify, release and thus relieve
Layers of yesteryear’s emotional pain, which
Currently remain so deeply repressed that
From time to time, this woman on
A mission has need to remind
Her strong spirited intuition to
Rest and recoup the mental energy that’s
Necessary to empower her patience to
Muster the courage to dive
Ever more fearlessly into
The depths of her subconscious where
Mother Nature saw fit to lock up memories
Too ferocious for a child’s sanity to bear/bare
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