The Things I Carry Poem
The Things I Carry Poem
I carry a heart
An entity that makes impulsive emotional decisions
An entity that lets me carry hatred, love, jealousy,
Charity and a willingness to help.
At times it can be fragile,
And at times it’s needy for protection.
Protection from this world of corrupt men
Which has brought me to such a sad state,
From the noble values that I once had.
I carry a mind
An inquisitive mind that desire to understand
That is very powerful.
What I think on is what my future will be.
What I meditate on is what I will become.
What is in my mind is what I will do.
It lets me carry a Cynical attitude,
And lets me carry Caution and a Sense of humor.
I carry a purse
That holds all my necessities.
Necessities those are sometimes not essential
But it aids me in carrying my lip gloss, keys, wallet, and a mirror.
The things I carry define who I am
As I think with my heart at times,
My mind helps me feel my thoughts,
And reminds me never to forget my purse
And the things I carry.
The reason I am admonished to think on good, pure, worthwhile things Is because of the power of the mind That makes me into what I "dream" of. I take every thought
Every tangible and intangible that I carry captive
To control my thoughts rather than have my thoughts control me
To control what I carry rather than being carried with what I posses
And to control my emotions rather than have my emotions conquer
I carry a heart
An entity that makes impulsive emotional decisions
An entity that lets me carry hatred, love, jealousy,
Charity and a willingness to help.
At times it can be fragile,
And at times it’s needy for protection.
Protection from this world of corrupt men
Which has brought me to such a sad state,
From the noble values that I once had.
I carry a mind
An inquisitive mind that desire to understand
That is very powerful.
What I think on is what my future will be.
What I meditate on is what I will become.
What is in my mind is what I will do.
It lets me carry a Cynical attitude,
And lets me carry Caution and a Sense of humor.
I carry a purse
That holds all my necessities.
Necessities those are sometimes not essential
But it aids me in carrying my lip gloss, keys, wallet, and a mirror.
The things I carry define who I am
As I think with my heart at times,
My mind helps me feel my thoughts,
And reminds me never to forget my purse
And the things I carry.
The reason I am admonished to think on good, pure, worthwhile things Is because of the power of the mind That makes me into what I "dream" of. I take every thought
Every tangible and intangible that I carry captive
To control my thoughts rather than have my thoughts control me
To control what I carry rather than being carried with what I posses
And to control my emotions rather than have my emotions conquer