my power is growing
with every day and every hour
ms. rhonda byrne would not be pleased with me
because my secret, well you see
is to avoid forcing myself to thoughts
so-magical and so-happy
in order to acquire that biggest glee
money, while simultaneously
unconsciously judging
all else that is so ‘naughty’
because we think that ignorance, not love
would change the sour to sweet
so then i’d sound like free
but would not be
my power is to embrace the pressing darkness
acknowledge it, hug it
though not indulge it, dare i say love it
for it will then brighten
instantaneously
genuinely
naturally
duly
that is the real secret
thinks unconventional, weird me