I don’t mind what’s on my mind, I find,
that thoughts fly through and through, they do.
And where they come from no one knows, I suppose,
Happy, sad, mad and bad, ups and downs highs and lows.
Some days my head is in a better space,
you will know, you’ll see it, its written on my face,
other times the darkness doth descend, and then,
the painful road with no seeing end.
And then there are days where my head shines bright, although,
those times I work hard, I have to fight, and
to maintain the perspective, to see all that’s there, to grasp and to hold,
to love and to share.
Don’t ever give up, don’t ever lose hope, don’t listen to voices who infuse you with no,
look for moments of beauty and kindness and care,
take control of your darkness,
live your life if you dare.
Adrian McKenna is a Social Care Professional ; he has worked for many years with young people and adults in residential care, detention services, mental health services and post-adoption services. He currently works with a large Dublin-based charity. He is a Member of Social Care Ireland, The Irish Association of Social Care Workers, Social Justice Ireland and sits on the Social Care Workers Board at CORU.
All views expressed are entirely my own unless otherwise stated and are not representative of any organisation or employer past , present or future.
Today I met with a group of my neighbours for the first of a series of Poetry Mornings, We sat in glorious sunshine on the old bandstand in the peoples park little bray. A lovely morning it was too.
They sat in the place, where the band used to stand.
Weaving words of beauty, mirth and pain.
A clear blue sky hung from the heavens so grand,
As they recited their stanzas again and again
The childer they started, the adults restrained,
Mc Cavity, Mc Cavity, the mystery cat stood tall,
Some tales of beauty and others quite pained,
Read with measured breath by all I recall.
All there read, some long, some short, some barely,
Some read from others pens, from tomes old and scarred,
A melding of culture. Humanity and kinship, oh dare we,
We will meet again to speak our thoughts just like a certain Bard.
Born in a Dublin Catholic Mother and Baby Home in 1965, Married with one adult son, I am a front-line social care professional and Masters level student. Member of CORU working on the registration of the Social care profession.I have worked for many years with young people and adults in residential care, detention services, mental health services and post-adoption services. I currently work with a large Dublin-based charity. These opinions are entirely My own unless otherwise indicated.