Liberate Yourself, and Go, Rock!


When you muse on oppressive thoughts:

Your lips, curved in a smile, tightens into a thin line

Your erect spine curls into a stoop

Your straight shoulders sag into a handle

Your bright eyes droop sadly

Your chirpy voice drags away

Your jaunty steps turn into a heavy tread

Your expressive hands become mute:

In short, your spirit shrinks.


Why cling to oppressive thoughts?

Break away, and feel a new energy

Tuck into a nice thought now

Turn your smile on again

Square your shoulders, and stand upright

Look ahead, and let your eye shine

Croon a little, animate your hands

And bring on your perky stride

In short, Liberate Yourself, and Go, Rock!


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