Come out of that zone; there's no comfort there
Come out if that zone; there's no comfort there

Come out of that zone; there’s no comfort there

Come out…

There, where you sit
And treacherously your eyes lead you
To behold your thoughts in others’ work
your ideas in others inventions
Dreams becoming reality
But not yours.
“I could have done that-you said-
and even better”
But all you did do was nothing.
They call it comfort zone
I think they named it wrongly,
Cause I see no comfort there

There, where you sit
Doubt your stool
fear the glue that glued you to that aging stool
There you dream, envision, fantasize, plan
But remain seated
Held down by the stronghold
of imaginary incapabilities and
void trepidation
They call it comfort zone
Where’s the comfort in that zone?

There, where you sit
And the you in you,
points to you a lacuna
A void you’re meant to fill
A place you’re meant to be
A piece or painting, you’re meant to pen or paint.
The creature waits and even groans
The CREATOR’S hand is stretched to lead you on
If you doubt still and hang on to your fears
They’ll still call it comfort zone,
Even though there’s no comfort in that zone.


-Vickie Ufedo


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