Toward the taming of the Push-me Pull-Yous

Toward the Taming of the Push-me Pull-yous


they beat me up
they really do
these voices say their
points of view
about how I
(without a brain)
have made mistakes
have caused disdain
I am not perfect
cannot track
they say
so many things I lack
like honesty and
vision clear
and ways to keep
my dear ones near.
They say if I
would only try
I'd never lose
I'd never cry
but that is really
not their fear
they're scared I'll
make you go from here
that you will hate me
or what's worse
you just won't see me
(or this verse)
they think you have
a true surfeit
of friends
in fact
they're sure of it
that you'll decide
way deep within
that I'm one who
is steeped in sin
that God will hate me
God will pour
His punishment
right at my door
He'll say I wasn't good enough
Too soft
He'll say
instead of tough.
They fear that,
Poof!
I will be gone
no one will ever
hear my song
or love me up
or stroke my head
or cuddle me
up in my bed,
so what is I
poor soul to do
except to cling,
eyes closed, to you
and try my hardest
yes, to guess
how I might win
your deep caress
your smile
your invite into love
how can I be your
turtle dove
it sounds quite silly
but it's not
to these young parts
you're all they've got
and they are feeling
very sad
and also very very mad.
They want to
be held and to hold
they want the silver and the gold
the want the up
they want the down
they want the spinning turn around
they want it all to be one place
they think it's not, and so they race
from me to you and back to me
and then to others who they see
that seem to offer what you do
a love that no one can undo
but then it just all starts again
(and feels like this will never end)
They come too close
they stray too far
they wonder who
and where you are
these beat me up's
the ones who long
the ones who try
to keep me strong
so I won't need
the likes of you
but then of course
I always do
and so it goes
all 'round and 'round
and all takes place without a sound
it's inside me
this pitter-pat
of you did this
and you did that;
this wasn't right
that wasn't good,
"You've let them down
misunderstood...
you'll find yourself
alone" they say
with no one who can
really play
they're much too young
to understand
a love lives
deeper
in our land
who does not need
to do it right
who understands
with deep insight
a love who feels
their pain and grief
who can calm fears
and bring relief,
they do not know
it lives within
a heartfelt love
that undoes sin
they haven't yet
been in our hearts
they think they are still
just a part
instead of feeling
deep in there
that love
and then
more love
to share.
I introduce them
just a bit
suggest that maybe they
could sit
here next to me
feel into you
can feel our breath
our heartbeats too
and that's enough
for now at least
they're feeling quite
a bit more peace
and I now tuck
them into bed
remind them of
all that I've said
how love is patient
love is kind
love takes their hand
love makes this rhyme
love holds them when
they're feeling sad
love lifts them up
love makes them glad
love is
one
surprising
Yup!
it says come on
in here and sup
with me
whenever
you feel low
or when it's just
too far to go
all by yourself
all on your own
come rest with me
I'm always home.....