REX CHILCOTE - POEMS

 Rex Chilcote is a chemist, a father, and an author who is trying to keep his life together. He says that scotch and cigarettes seem to help. Rex has been previously published in Literary Yard. 

Want to Hide
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Life is long;
the older you get,
the more you worry.
Confidence is for the young and naive.
When you don’t know the dangers,
you think you know everything.

When you get older, 
you see more of the insanity around you.
And you want to hide.

Hide away from your past;
where every hurtful word
and deed pile upon you
like stones being placed on your chest,
slowly crushing you.

The key is to realize that
the stones were placed there by yourself.

You could, just as easily, remove them
and be free.  

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​Perception

Night and day
are just illusions.
Some think that when the night comes
that the sun disappears.

But that is just due to your
current perception.
From outer-space, the sun is 
always shining on the earth.  

In outer-space, you have removed
yourself from worldly perceptions.
In outer-space, you float around
with the gods and the angles.
And you just are.

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​Fate

Some people like to believe
in an object called fate.
In reality, fate is what happens
when you allow the universe to 
choose for you.
But you still accept
the choice.

Everything that has happened to you,
you have chosen.
The current condition, in which you find yourself,
is the accumulation of a lifetime of choices?

It turns out, what we call freedom,
what we call joy,
what we call happiness,
what we call love…
is just a choice.

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