F**k Comfort

15 Sep

F**k Comfort

So often when someone’s going
Through a trying time
They want to just take it easy
Take a break from the climb

“Now is not the best time ‘cause
I’m going through some things”
Is the song that a person
Who seeks out comfort sings

I say with all my vigor
“The loaded gun’s in front of you
Have courage, pull the trigger!”

Growth comes from discomfort, there
Is no denying that
No one ever got stronger
Who only hid and sat

“What the hell you waiting for?
A bright and sunny day?
For all the pieces to fall into
Place and go your way?”

I tell them that my mind and body
Only grew when I
Embraced discomfort and ploughed through
Instead of whine and cry

When my body fell apart
It wasn’t until when
I accepted aches and pains
That I discovered Zen

When I lost my job that paid me
Quite a bit of dough
It wasn’t ‘till I stopped caring
That my real wealth did flow

It wasn’t ‘till I lost my house
That I did understand
“Home” is where you’re standing now
And not a piece of land

When I lost my firstborn (yes
That is some heavy stuff)
Confronting it and letting go
Is how I got so tough

Shit is going to happen, you can
Count on that, my friends
Whether it makes you stronger
On you solely depends

If you need a break from life
‘Cause you can’t deal right now
This warrior who’s been through hell
Will make you this stern vow:

“You’ll always suffer through your life
Because you are a prince
Or princess who desires comfort
And at pain does wince

You’ll never achieve anything
For the good of mankind

So get the hell out of the way
Of warriors like me
If we can’t inspire you
To all that you can be

Then do us just this one comfort
That we ourselves will grant
Shut up and please spare us your
Discomfortable rant

‘Cause warriors see wasted chances
Where you could have grown
Princes and princesses who just
Bitch and cry and moan”



5 Responses to “F**k Comfort”

  1. zendictive September 15, 2011 at 11:17 am #

    how can you find comfort in knowing the earth spins out of control at 66,000 miles an hour and no one is driving (~_~) I enjoyed your write!

  2. Jackie L. Robinson November 17, 2011 at 3:06 pm #

    LOVING this my friend – so glad you shared it on my post. Your words ring true…and I realize another truth as I’ve read the comments on my own post and first began reading this poem you’ve posed: even the comfort someone else offers doesn’t change the reality, the purpose and the need to sit in, feel, acknowledge and go through the discomfort. There is a sense of necessity in it, is there not?

    So enjoyed this….thank you. xoxo

    • Warrior Poet Wisdom November 17, 2011 at 4:15 pm #

      Thanks for reading, Jackie. Glad it resonated with you.
      Peace & strength,

  3. Crowing Crone Joss November 18, 2011 at 8:24 am #

    wandered here from Jackie’s blog. You say it very well. too many sit on the side of the road, sucking their thumb, and crying “woe is me”. Let’s get on with the journey of life, of healing, of being!

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