Introducing a new series of poems by Julian Matthews. Julian is a writer and Pushcart-nominated poet published in The American Journal of Poetry, Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, Borderless Journal, Beltway Poetry Quarterly, Dream Catcher Magazine, Live Encounters Magazine, Lothlorien Poetry Journal and The New Verse News, among others. He is a mixed-race minority from Malaysia and lived in Ipoh for seven years. Currently based in Petaling Jaya, he is a media trainer and consultant for senior management of multinationals on Effective Media Relations, Social Media and Crisis Communications. He was formerly a journalist with The Star and Nikkei Business Publications Inc
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By Julian Matthews
I am not the one
Just a man without a plan on the run
What use is a loaded gun without a target?
What use are these words if not transmitted?
“You are not a killer dishing out space-fillers
Aerials do not discern their receivers
You do not set out to be a deceiver, or slayer
or convert unseen, non-believers
“Your messages are neural, not neutral
They are sporal, not spiritual
They seed, not ritualise
They germinate, not victimise
“You are a stimulus, not a simulator
You’re not a clone, but a klondiker
A prospector of solitary penning
A searcher of nuggets of meaning
“You are driven, not the passenger
You are the massage, not the masseur
You are the line-hooker, not the man-fisher
You are the messenger, not the messiah.”
I am a blank, not the gun
I am a shoot, not the shooter
I am a shimmer, not the sun
I am a seed, not the forsaker
I am the broken, not the broker
I am the seeker, not the maker
I am the rain-forager, not the storm-bringer
I am just a messenger, not the sender
First published in Blue Crystal Literary Magazine, Cultural Festa: Verses Woven in Spirit of Culture, United Kingdom, available on Amazon at https://a.co/d/18E7E2e
