Maybe One Day
You stand in
the mirror every
morning and
ask yourself why.
You pristinely
apply
your make up
and do your hair.
With each step
you take out
of the house
you question
the monotony
of your
existence –
the gods have
offered you
no opportunity.
I stand in the
mirror every
morning and
ask myself when,
when will I
see a sign,
an indication
that I will
prevail.
If it is not
today I will
wait my turn, maybe
one day we
will meet and change
each others’
lives for the better.
It is not the
gods who help us,
it is the
beauty we see in each other,
the beauty I
see in you that
I have yet to
encounter,
and maybe one
day
we will wake
up
and ask
ourselves nothing.
* Justin Kenny is a musician and poet from Kidderminster.