Art by Viviana Puello

Art by Jane Surrena

I went through a city of angels
with the trimmings of celestial delight
I hummed a tune with god up above
and then basked in the depravity
with the most devious criminal minds.
Go forwards not backwards
don’t get held back in the wind
take what is yours and what you deserve
and don’t let anyone say anything different.
Don’t be scared by marriage, death or sickness
redundancy, tax bills, or sexual diseases.
Don’t be afraid to make to make a fool of yourself
or show your vulnerability, to a chamber of critics.
We all have our blemishes and open wounds
So let them scream out to all the mere mortals.
A hundred times or more.