When all discussion is complete; when all debate has ended; when all factors have been considered - what I post here comes out of my mind...
Saturday, January 04, 2020
And Earth-shattering upheavals ,
Lies the momentary peace
When the world takes a breath,
To begin the next cycle.
I want to be the tiny whisper
On the silent wind
During that pregnant pause.
I want to ask:
At what cost?
Is it truth? Is is right?
"What about me...is there room for me in your new world?"
I want to laugh at the ridiculous.
I want to cry with the victims.
I want to sing the songs of change,
And recite the poetry of remembrance.
I want to write words that encourage those
Blinded by hate, goaded by fear, and misled by liars and charlatans--
To open their eyes and really look at what is happening around them
And to them.
I want to question power and scoff at riches,
Searching for what humanity remains beneath.
Physically, I am not imposing.
Mentally, I am not a giant.
My heart has seen darkness and did not die.
I have traveled to death's door and returned.
I have something to say.
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