Poems

Hello you lucky people, my name is Chris Barrow
Flew from the UK to Toronto like an arrow
Who I am is straight and narrow
A lost and found English sparrow

First let me tell you about housekeeping
So I can have more time for Starbucks sipping
Then tell you 51% of my personal highs
Just so I can have 2% more then you guys
Then 49% of my lows
I leave the other 51% for you to expose

Now I can really use a break
So an hour and half I take
Letting you share who you are
While I am dreaming about the bar

This weekend I faced with my mirror
Many great coaches who to me made it clearer
To see my gifts and let my passions explode
With people who could understand my code

I had an opportunity to be with my staff
An opportunity to share a laugh
To reconnect to the people who make it possible for me
To be who I am and be FREE

I also had my first extraterrestrial experience
Yes I was a virgin, no I don't have an evidence
Some kind of a green alien thing
Every time I walked by, there was a “ding”

Hiccups, burps and sneezing
Things not easily appeasing
These were only 51% of my highs
Followed by moments of demise

Moments when I am focusing on what I am missing
Like my family and loved ones kissing
I feel so connected, protected, respected
Other times so neglected, infected, rejected

Loved by so many, but lonely in a far away hotel room
One moment, from a bloom to a gloom
And then boom, seeing my life with a zoom
How did I get to wear this costume?

Was I the coach being coached?
Was it I the CB being poached?
Thank you for showing me the lower 49%
Learning to love these moments too is my present

Thank you for allowing me to show up as I am
To be it all without giving a damn
If you like me or not
As long as you can be bought

From this point you are on your own
Don't want to hear you moan
But if you don't create a million dollar gym
I will break you a limb