To My Friend, Arthur

I’d like to poke Arthur now You said you were so dark That you lie on the floor twisted From yourself hurting you Why my friend? Why would you want to hurt yourself When he is the last person you want to hurt? I wonder when you are beginning to see what We all see you A kind person, funny, full of laughter and full of light Yes you do have your dark edge But that is an allowance We have to have room to breathe To be on our dark side On your days But other than that your main person is who you are Not your dark side That is causing you unhappiness Light drowns out darkness Haven’t you noticed? When you turn on the light What happened? The room is full of light Just like our image We have to turn on the light To really see who we are Can’t see you in darkness, can ya? Anyway, just want to let you know What you haven’t already known You will thank you for being a good guidepost Instead of a punchbag You know your body is going to rebel And then you will have a mess to deal with Haha anyway be gentle on yourself Good old friend I can say you are old Because you are not young enough not to know better Soo no more of that trash It does not belong in you It belongs on the curb