Gender

Maybe it's just me
But I've no problem with kindness and colour being masculine
I do love the enby
It's just not a category I think I find myself in

I know scholars of gender who are living the theory
Tackling the quandaries that come from each query
And I love to listen and glisten some insight
They were in darkness but now glow in moonlight

Yet I've always been one to be honest
I'm not permanent I'm just trying my best
And right now, despite the softness I like to live in
I also feel comfortable being a simple he/him

DOOMed philosophy

No joke I float with a broken ideology
But passionately with no fashionable apology
See I'm invested in besting with that which is broken
Silent sometimes but insisting when I need to be outspoken

Fine lines which are mined to reveal and/or
Allowing me flowers to cheer no callow candour
There's nuances fluently flaunted a-plenty
Tailoring this sail flowing me where I'm meant to be

Bend or break? No fake I'm just trying to make it real
Worldly pressures efficiently fissuring at what I feel
I am the sum total of every punch that fate ever landed
Standing as a man who can calmly come off heavy-handed

If I fit into a mould, I'd boldly be exactly like the rest
But I'm living with what I'm given, so hand me the test
All A stars, I'm an asterisk to every sign you expect
I'm not perfect but please perceive I'm not done practicing yet

That's that, that's all that I'm every actually trying to be
I'm not a living philosophy outside of the fact that I'm me!

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Inspiration tunes - That's that by MF Doom

Talents

Some talents are easier to share
To let others gain from a skill
Singers, musician, knitters
All can easily give you a thrill

For others, you need to learn
To appreciate the depth of difficulty
The painters, dancers, woodworkers
It can take time to appreciate properly

For me? I deal in truths
Both scientific and poetic
I'm good at learning stories
Seeing how the world is kinetic

And I'm learning communication
To try to get the ideas across
The issue with translation
Is there often occurs some loss

Mere words often struggle
To capture truth in all its beauty
But a practicing rhythm and mathematics
So I can fulfill my duty

Because I love to see the dancers dance
I love to hear the singers sing
The only exchange I have
Is to try to offer up this...thing

This talent I received raw
That I've developed over time
So let me seize at its essence
And capture it in rhyme

Family History

Every once in a while as I write these pages
I get a rush in my soul connected to the ages
That the craft of carving out a tale
Echoes with history in every detail

Within my blood, there is some writing
There's also some teaching, a bit of acting
We don't tend to do family professions these days
But sometimes it emerges in curious ways

Some small little bit of DNA code
Some neurons meeting to form a node
Passed on through genetics and time
Helping me as I form my rhyme

Tracing my fingers and filling my heart
Giving me help to make my art

Puzzle

The puzzle starts blank
Without a single mark
Just a few stray clues
To lead you from the dark

It seems impossible
But also almost freeing
Each step is progress
A solution that's revealing

And then you hit the wall
You can't progress at all
An intimidating page
That tries to give you rage
The challenge is right here
Can you persevere?

Sometimes it's all at once
Sometimes step by gruelling step
But eventually you''re past
And you feel a little pep

At this point, it's just energy
To fill in every space
You can take it slowly
You can try to race

But eventually, you stop
And the dopamine will come
The once blank puzzle
Is finally, now, done