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Ambition (reading 1)

It’s a new dawn and I want to get off,
this train; rides a collision course with my state of mind,
Each field passed,
A Bunyan tale,
Driven by indecision.

Responsibilities dictate my movements,
My desire to escape lessened by my desire to succeed,
Displaced, misplaced devotion,
to my disabler.

I envy the animals;
Leaving fragments of my soul with each I see,
And long to be in a wilder world,
Where aims,
Though consequences more severe;
Are clear.

I want trees as my boundaries, tall and steady,
Not unrecorded words; at best remembered,
At worst denied;
Defining my success.
I want rivers as my motion,
Not this sickness felt,
On ever shifting sands.

I crave predators and prey,
Not colleagues whose turncoat minds,
Leave mine anxious;
Waiting for criticism feigned as praise,
And stifled innovation;
Making me,
Less me,
Each day.

One day,
I will leave this train,
And take my bags,
And bury them;
Alongside my lost ambition.

Humphrey

2015

Makes me think that ...

Ambition is a driver for much of what we do. The pressure to use societal conventions to express their nature and form is enormous and growing. Yet these are often at odds with those ambitions we hold inside our hearts and heads, afraid or ashamed to speak their name. The scale of the dissonance this can create for each of us is not common but its impact can be very real.

Narrator:

Lorraine Ansell

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