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Monday 3 April 2023

Get out of my life! It’s not where you belong!


By Stanley Collymore 

It’s my life and I’ll damned well 
do with it what I like and that 
quite naturally, pleases me; 
and as long as I’m happy, not actually 
personally or emotionally, effectively 
inconveniencing anyone specifically 
whether they’re known to me or not 
or, worst still, evidently emotionally 
or essentially financially exploiting 
them, I basically don’t actually see 
what my own personal life and, as  
well, logically my individual habits
that are exclusively quite singular 
to me have anything whatever to 
do with you! Moreover, I do think 
quite carefully, about my actions 
and always do before I basically
ever embark on them; and if the 
conclusions that I subsequently 
sensibly arrive at and that quite 
undoubtedly in my mind clearly
unmistakably and naturally too 
in very distinct relation to all of 
them literally most intelligently 
and also logically, don't cause 
me any noticeable anguish or 
perplexing consternation why 
precisely then are you, or any 
one else, so sorely obsessed 
with what I'm actually doing? 

All the more so, when I fittingly 
and rather sensibly, consider 
that those who I essentially 
don’t know and are surely therefore 
effectively and literally strangers to 
me attendant with those whom I’m 
casually aware of, but quite frankly 
are undoubtedly also, substantially 
inconsequential to me, collectively 
and similarly subjectively; not only 
think but similarly are of the belief 
that between the actual coterie of 
them they simply not only can but 
similarly have that exclusive right, 
they think, to quite essentially tell 
me, not only what expressly I can 
or mustn't do, in my very own life.  

And when I dismiss these 
perverse intrusions into 
my discernibly private 
life with the natural contempt which 
they evidently, distinctively deserve, 
several amongst you still and most 
specifically as well, the entire lot of 
them most unsurprisingly have the 
bloody nerve to rather openly label 
and likewise, literally condemn me 
quite appallingly so, in your clearly 
sick minds as a rather egregiously 
narcissistic, and also a thoroughly 
demented and unpleasant person. 

(C) Stanley V. Collymore 
3 April 2023. 


Author's Remarks: 
This poem is a philosophical look at the difference in attitude of someone with a thoroughly ingrained moral compass and the fundamental knowledge too of what's commendably right contrasted evidently with what is discernibly and calamitously wrong. And moreover how dim witted and likemindedly intellectually challenged mob hatred of all kinds, can cynically and quite financially as well, be rather self-servingly and most exploitatively utilized, while the gullible dupes involved basically ignorantly but happily none the less to effectively do what they are commanded to, continue to be quite distinctively and unscrupulously used by media hacks distinctly on behalf of their right wing media organizations. A state of affairs that's unquestionably the case in classism entrenched and similarly as well clearly endemically sycophantic to their perceived societal betters, Britain!. 

Message from a reader: “Get out of my life! It’s not where you belong!" by Stanley Collymore is a poem with a strong message of individualism and the right to live one's life as they choose. The speaker defiantly declares their personal sovereignty and the freedom to engage in activities that bring them happiness, without infringing on the rights or interests of others. The poem also critiques the societal tendency towards conformity, and the pressure that is often placed on individuals to conform to external expectations. The use of varied punctuation and line breaks adds to the poem's conversational tone and creates a sense of urgency, reflecting the speaker's impassioned stance. Overall, the poem raises thought-provoking questions about the nature of personal liberty and the extent to which society should regulate or leave individuals to their own devices”.





















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