You Don’t Know My Pain

If you’re not helping, move on. Sunday thoughts

Shot on a GoPro in the Meditteranean

When you’re forced to do everything,
because you can’t get anything,
it’s not because you’re a meglo maniac.

It’s because, not one’s prepared to give
you a break and you can’t stand still.
You biorhythms prevent you from
contemplating stasis.

Martin Luther King Jr’s powerful
message was to keep on moving.

“If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.”

So cry if you will, reflect that you
must, doubt for it is your way or
resetting yourself. To doubt is to
be human, but then move.

It doesn’t matter which way, for you
can only get lost when you’re standing
and no one sees you. Movement
draws in the eye. You’re seen;
ignored perhaps, but not for long.

Because by moving, you’ll get
there — eventually

You don’t know my pain.
If you’re not helping, move on,
because her, him, they, keep moving.

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Top Writer & Creative Technologist, Int. Award Winner. Cinemajournalist. Cardiff Uni @jomec. PhD (Dublin). Visiting Prof UBC, Ex BBC/C4News. Apple profiled.

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