Saturday, December 31, 2022

Sorry New Year

Last day before new year,
What does that even mean?
A day like any other day before,
Or any to be seen,

Except so many people all agree,
Though, still, not everyone,
That we shall all mark it as a new start,
Supporting personal revolution,

Like committing to one's physical health,
Or helping out the poor,
Maybe that's why fiscal years don't align,
So these can be ignored,
By big business,
I'm sorry, is that rude?
Defiling the spirit of the new year,
Showing Capitalism's attitude.

Thursday, December 29, 2022

Synchronicity

What's synchronicity?
It's my bread and butter,
Most of what I have's by fortunate chance,
Let me explain better,

When I've a need, I ask the universe,
Forget it and move on,
Next thing I know I have a brand new job,
Or a new espresso maker button,

Yes, yes, I live in the land of plenty,
Though others have much more,
True, my fortunes come at a cost for those,
In the lands of the poor,
Or, is that true?
Besides, that's not my thread,
This tactic might not work for everyone,
But, it's worth trying if you're not ahead.

Monday, December 26, 2022

The One To Love

The world is chaotic,
Just like reality,
War has existed since the dawn of man,
Though, it hasn't touched me,

Violence springs up at home and outside,
You're not safe anywhere,
Though, again, I've not seen it in person,
Which only means that life's also not fair,

If you are lucky you might meet someone,
In this uncertainty,
Who you know you can trust to provide you,
A source of surety,
No matter what,
That is what freedom is,
To counteract nature's reality,
By offering someone trustworthiness.

Friday, December 23, 2022

The River You're Dealt

If you observe your life,
You will find a pattern,
Like meanders in a lazy river,
You can predict the turns,

Each person must navigate a channel,
That only they can see,
Learn riding rapids, maintaining control,
Or circumnavigate rocks and debris,

The challenges don't change if you're lucky,
They become easier,
If you recognize their similar'ty,
And choose to be better,
But if you're not,
(Not lucky, not better,)
Then you'll have to recognize that instead,
The only way you will succeed, though harder.

Wednesday, December 21, 2022

Why Try

What's the use in trying,
When nothing turns out right,
Or when everything is handed to you,
As if it's your birthright,

Or when you lose some and you win some, too,
Despite how much effort,
Or when the world is doomed to self-implode,
Due to our actions and we won't abort,

Or when so many others are worse off,
Making you luckier,
While so many have more than you'll ever,
Because of who they are?
I'll tell you why,
It's part of who we are,
It's why the world is the way that it is,
It's the only way it will get better.

Sunday, December 11, 2022

Don't Be Different

There've always been people,
Whose lives are different,
The Königreich Deutschland in Germany,
The burrneshat virgins,

Of course that means they're a minority,
Like climate activists,
Choosing how to live for their only life,
Other than how humans mostly exist,

Which is to assume the norm as a chassis,
Then build on top of that,
Find uniqueness in the look that they choose,
Like an avant-garde hat,
But be careful,
That hat does not impede,
Take it off if the government tells you,
Or you get conspiracies in your feed.

Wednesday, December 07, 2022

Deep Thoughts

This is not the morning,
To question what you do,
That deep, deep chasm like a twirly slide,
Beckoning on to you,

While the kindest attempt to pull you back,
Others shaking their heads,
Secretly wondering what it is like,
The thought of knowing filling them with dread,

For what would get done, if we all indulged,
In the truth we possess,
When only by holding it at arm's length,
Can one e'en be depressed?
Oh, never mind,
To think this way at all,
You would have to have it all figured out,
Or be so wrong you may just as well fall.

Sunday, December 04, 2022

Pain's Value

Sometimes you must regret,
E'en though it hurts your brain,
It means you are not learning the lesson,
That comes from feeling pain,

Which is, 'what could I've done to avoid that,
Should it happen again?'
You think your body wants to feel that way,
When it could conceal it with endorphins?

Or simply remove the guilt that you feel-
Wait, that's a psychopath,
Funny how bodies without consequence,
Are often seen as bad,
Because we hurt,
When we bump into things,
To warn us we have wandered off the path,
Therefore, assisting us keep our bearings.

Thursday, December 01, 2022

But, Maybe I'm Not

How could so much happen,
Since last I wrote a line?
SFPD bought a killer robot,
Maybe I can count nine,

Trump has announced he will run again,
Then dines with Nick Fuentes,
COP27 took place in Egypt,
The crackdowns happend after a few days

I didn't hear that, I'm only guessing,
While Ukraine's in the dark,
The U.S. had to protect gay marriage,
From its supreme court lark,
Wow, this was work,
Everything takes practice,
And there's so much I'm not doing to help,
Now I'm too old to be an activist.

Wednesday, November 16, 2022

Best Remembered

You must take advantage,
Of your advantages,
With a heart pure and intentions benign,
With a mind naiveless,

Prepared to defend each of your actions,
As well thought-out and kind,
Without the casualties of those with less,
Being inexcusably left behind,

So when you have outused the benefits,
You did not work to get,
Those alongside you can now lift you up,
For they will not forget,
That in this world,
Nothing is guaranteed,
Here today, gone tomorrow is easy,
Best remembered as someone without greed.

Sunday, November 13, 2022

The Middle Road

There is small comfort,
Well, maybe great relief,
That though I'm not drowning in money,
I've no dark history,

Like my family didn't own a farm,
Worked by desp'rate migrants,
Picking olives destined for haute markets.
Would my wealth be comfort for my conscience,

Or would I just think that's the way things are,
It's better them than me,
Or that I've some right to my privilege,
From geneology?
Sometimes I think,
Not being rich or poor,
Affords me peace of not having to ask,
Which grates on my concience a little more.

Friday, November 04, 2022

Keep Safe and Quiet

Int'rest rates are rising,
For normal working folks,
Forget the super rich or businesses,
Or those that are just poor,

The latter will soon have more company,
The former have more cash,
Just in time for Trump to be in again,
Because his crimes really aren't that bad,

Or rather they are really not unique,
Among the ruling class,
If tax fraud was a jailable offense,
Jail'd become the White House,
But we are blessed,
For the state which we're found,
Is like a bubble within a bubble,
Keeping us safe from uncomfortable sounds.

Thursday, November 03, 2022

This Will Get You Down

What can I really say?
The sadness is so deep,
It's not about wanting things I don't have,
It's not getting to keep.

The oceans could swallow us up today,
Or a meteorite,
Bombs falling from the sky from miles away,
Have I been sounding down lately? I might,

Economy's always been tenuous,
So has democracy,
Not that either has ever existed,
As far as I can see.
Ok, I'm done,
No, I mean writing this,
It's only because it is my birthday,
That I am feeling such an optimist.

Friday, October 28, 2022

For What It's Worth

What you do in one day,
Isn't what you have done,
The months and years that pass before you know,
Is life's true conundrum,

It's not any one thing that flies it by,
Like kids or a sickness,
Time's such an incomprehensible thing,
Most find forgetting it the easiest,

Until you're lucky to get to the end,
So you can look back on,
The cumulation of your successes,
And all that you have done,
You lucky now?
Let's tally up the stats,
Pretend we're taking our very last breath,
While we weigh the worth of our lifetime's acts.

Thursday, October 27, 2022

Sick In Bed

The world can change so fast,
I don't mean globally,
Whether your talking war, famine, climate,
It's all the same to me,

But check your perception of all of them,
From yesterday to now,
If you're honest and take stock of your thoughts,
You'll find you're a different person, somehow,

Because your attention's constantly pulled,
This is no new secret,
How else did humankind get where it's now,
With no curious bit?
But here's the thing,
They don't tell you at birth,
At some point you will be on your death bed,
Then only you can you guage what your life's worth.

Saturday, October 15, 2022

What's The Big Deal?

What is the argument,
Against mass shooting sprees,
Where it is everyone's right to bear guns,
Even if you're fifteen,

Leaving a population wondering,
If when they wake that day,
Whether a random man will shoot them dead,
Because they happen to walk the same way,

Building a stronger nation armed with fear,
Ready for anything,
Pumped up because vi'lence is the answer,
First and everslasting?
Can't think of one,
Don't like it, you can leave,
That is, of course, if you can afford it,
Then buy a house protected by police.

Thursday, October 13, 2022

Circumventing the Thoughtful

Finland's safe from fake news,
Not because it's not there,
Not because dissenting voices are jailed,
Or the government scares,

The defence against misinformation,
Is in the public schools,
Generations taught to critic'lly think,
So that they grow to be nobody's fool,

They learn to take in any media,
With a discerning eye,
Ask questions unveiling what's true and not,
So reveal what is lies.
Sounds dangerous?
Maybe, or maybe not,
It might mean the cabal works diff'rently,
To manipulate things for what it wants.

Tuesday, October 04, 2022

Flipping Time On Its Head

I've been thinking 'bout time,
So, no time for writing,
Did you know the thing changes each moment,
Each moment you're thinking?

Like, it's a diff'rent thing altogether,
Even Fletcher says so,
'bout people, in the book Fletch's Moxie,
Reminding me what I already know,

Which means this Wath has changed from the start, too,
Just like all the others,
What I meant to say's not the same as now,
As my final answer,
To what, you ask,
Let's go back to the start,
You can't plan for an end that's yet to come,
The horse has always been pushing the cart.

Thursday, September 29, 2022

Nord Stream 2 Is Leaking

You maybe are asking,
Why Nord Stream is leaking,
One might argue that it doesn't matter.
The damage it's wreaking,

Adding to the climate catastrophe,
While throwing DARTs at rocks,
Greenhouse gasses are bubbling from the sea,
Nobody thinks that it's not sabotage,

Nuland of the U.S. already said,
If Russia 'ttacks Ukraine,
In Jan, "Nord Stream 2 will not move forward."
Am I sounding insane?
It don't matter,
Nothing changes a thing,
Despite claims to care about the climate,
The U.S. will e'er put first conquering.

Tuesday, September 27, 2022

All The Best

As storms land in Cuba,
Florida, Philippines,
Puerto Rico, Atlantic Canada,
And all spots in between,

Russia's annexing Ukrain'an regions,
It'ly's fascist, again,
The U.S. stirring the pot in China,
U.K. embassy moves to Jerus'lem,

Corporations have led for far too long,
Profit over people,
Only works until conditions for them,
Become beyond feeble,
Then it's too late,
Like bandaids on cancer,
We created our own worst enemies,
I hope that they treat themselves much better.

Sunday, September 25, 2022

Don't Be Scared

You don't have to be scared,
Though, you probably should,
It's hard to believe you can effect change,
Cozy in a falsehood,

That you'll be protected no matter what,
Ask any homeless folk,
If when they had their first thought as babies,
They imagined they'd grow up to be broke.

Instead they had something that we call hope,
A vague expectation,
That fortune's not controlled by anything,
But self-motivation.
That is a lie,
Fortune's a made up haze,
Dependant on the unfortunate ones,
Convinced the world's naturally this way.

Thursday, September 22, 2022

Not As Bad As Some

I look out my window,
See the fence around me,
Owned by someone else I pay for the right,,
To call it 'property',

For what was a high price ten years ago,
Now's basically a steal,
Until he decides he'd like his fence back,
Then there's nowhere in this town I could deal,

But this is not just where my house is found,
It is also my home,
I'm tied to it by offspring living here,
Not facts you need to know,
It's not so bad,
I'm not living through drought,
Persecuted, or under oppression,
With freedom to decide my own way out.

Wednesday, September 21, 2022

What Else Is There To Talk About?

I am Canadian,
That is where I was born,
So why do I focus so much outside?
We are not virtue porn,

Once a colony of the great U.K.,
Yes, France, you had some, too,
Indigenous peoples often cheated,
To give a horrid history nice hues,

The world's longest unprotected border,
Shared with the U.S.,
Like leaving the door unlocked in good faith,
In truth, under duress,
For, whatya think,
If they need anything,
From our house, do you think that they will knock,
When, really, they don't even need the key?

Tuesday, September 20, 2022

The Circle Will Remain Unbroken

Should we really worry,
'Bout the U.S. next move,
As if they orchestrate global events,
With no onus to prove?

Sure, it still arms armies around the world,
For its own agenda,
Has the most billionaires than anyone-
Though a close second is pesky China,

But every bully's surrounded by those,
Who want to bring them down,
Who then, most likely, become bullies, too,
Then begins a new round,
Of what they'll do,
Until they're unsat, too,
Meanwhile the system that allows them both,
Continues, despite who's bullying you.

Sunday, September 18, 2022

Not Far From Falling

I am not saying much,
That's not been said before,
By observers sitting in soft armchairs,
While earth sits in horror,

Commentating not from a lofty place,
For I'm not far removed,
From the migrant running from violence,
Because I have one, but don't own my roof,

The first domino that falls won't hit me,
In truth, it's ere fallen,
The safety net was not woven so tight,
That all needy fall in,
But come a storm,
That tests savings I'd need,
To protect me when the government can't,
I'll light this armchair for fuel, tout suite.

Saturday, September 17, 2022

The Climate Revolution

Oh, and on rev'lution,
There is hypocracy,
Industrial, Digital, Internet,
Our human legacy,

No one denies while we live in the times,
"Well, this ain't our doing",
(As long as we can distance ourselves from,
The nasty adjunct things).

Yet, here we are living through another,
Undeniable truth,
Catastrophes born of revolutions,
Passed on to the next youths.
Since there's no good,
Had from this last great feat,
All's left is for us to distance ourselves,
Though it's hard to get away from this heat.

Thursday, September 15, 2022

The Same Old Song

Are two forces meeting?
It can't be that simple,
Like every fantasy book ever wrote,
Of good fighting evil,

On one side those who want to save the world,
By fighting for climate,
Protection for workers and refugees,
Denouncing war, calling for human rights,

Then there are those who want to save themselves,
Consequences be damned,
They're either rich or been trounced on too long,
To see past their own end.
Then there is me,
(Speaking for everyone),
Feeling I can go nowhere, left or right,
Desparately wanting a revolution.

Wednesday, September 14, 2022

A Day In The Life

I went to the kitchen,
I opened up the fridge,
Sifted through the fresh food and leftovers,
Took my time as I did,

Turned on the stove and warmed up what I chose,
Listening to the news,
Energy crises in much of the world,
Blamed on greedy oligarchs by some views,

When I'm done I run the tap, 'til it's hot,
So much goes down the drain,
While people scramble over muddy pits,
Facing months of no rain,
And I am poor,
At least by some measures,
To keep me in my place and wish for more,
So I don't think of universal cures.

Sunday, September 11, 2022

The Importance of Satire

Sometimes just to stay sane,
I go to The Onion,
Learn things about news that don't come out,
Without great sarcasm,

Like precise fermentation is nowhere,
Even though it should be,
Promoted by Monbiot as a cure,
For the world's reliance on processed meat,

But that is too real for any satire,
Or legitimate news,
Not conspiracy, but reality,
We are structured to lose,
This world to cash,
Which, in turn equals greed,
Just like Oxford Bags showed six years ago,
The only cause of human change is need.

You Can't Change?

It is a slow news day,
Let me talk about me,
Occupying my time with handiwork,
No help to soci'ty,

I may take moments staring into space,
No carbon footprint, then,
Except for the furnace running inside,
Keeping warm all my needless possessions,

Sent in pieces around the world in ships,
Places I'll never be,
To be assembled then shipped one more time,
Wrapped in plastic for me.
Funny, but true,
Well, now I'm not so sure,
You're born into a system you can't change-
Or's that thought born of the system's structure?

Friday, September 09, 2022

Did Something Happen?

What's in the news, today?
Cannot think what happened,
Seems like the same thing in the BBC's,
Continental sections,

Africa doesn't have much going on,
I guess it's all okay,
Asia seems charmed, at least in India, Seems Australia no longer has dismay,
Europe, may have taken a break from war,

It's only respectful,
Latin America - wait, no Brits there,
Mid East's depressing still,
And the U.S.?
How 'bout you take a guess,?
It's hyperbole, but you get the point,
When it's propoganda, it is newsless.

Thursday, September 08, 2022

The Day's Sum-up

Bannon's been indicted,
Mada Masr's been charged,
Pakistan is under water once more,
It's just a drop, so far,

A queen just died, but her riches remain,
Truss once wanted her gone,
But there's a deal only the elite know,
That means to play she's got to play along,

Cornel and Briahna stated it well,
It's about truth not words,
Maybe they'd shake their heads at that trite line,
But I've not room for more,
Neither do they,
Dare I say you don't, too,
Each generation fears they'll be the last,
I fear to say we're not, might not be true.

Wednesday, September 07, 2022

What To Read

Hard to know where to start,
Jokes about private planes,
Pakistanis fighting cosmic flooding,
Putin passing the blame,

They are all different, and yet they're the same,
They're from the BBC,
I could get alt news from other sources,
Then there would be no time to write for me,

Or none of the volunteer work I do,
That last line's a lie, sir,
Unless you count writing what no one reads,
Then I'm the front-runner.
Then there is you,
Do you think this is news,
Or are you looking for an opinion,
That doesn't drown you in world-weary blues?

Tuesday, September 06, 2022

How To Fix it All

I don't know what to say,
'bout Chile's decision,
To vote against Boric's proposed changes,
To their constitution,

I mean, I get it, as my good friend said,
They're wary of mass change,
They have revolutionized from both sides,
Experience taught them it must be reined,

From the eighteen hundreds, defeating Spain,
Then despot Ibanez,
Some democracy before Pinochet,
Is this too noncomplex?
How about this?
Equality'd reign true,
If everyone just loved one another.
But that's something humans will never do.

Monday, September 05, 2022

Art Should Offend

I'm afraid to write this,
Which means I should, some how,
Aft' listening to the Zinntennial,
On Democracy Now,

About the historian, Howard Zinn,
A world war two bomber,
Wrote A People's Hist'ry of the U.S.,
To call him pro-war'd be a misnomer.

Then there is an artist in Australia,
Who took down his mural,
(A Russian and Ukraine soldier hugging),
Due to public furore,
Why'm I afraid?
I guess I don't agree.
Since when should art aim not to give offence?
Thank god no one actually reads me.

Sunday, September 04, 2022

Trump or Biden?

Who'll save America?
Trump has claimed the slogan,
In Florida, days after Biden's speech,
Against Republicans,

Who believe twenty-twenty was stolen,
Regardless of hindsight,
There's not proof, it seems of insurrection,
The primaries will confirm who is right,

Unless the elections are rigged again,
That is, against MAGA,
Don't get me wrong, both sides have good people,
The bad ones hadn't saw,
What was coming,
It's not about leaders,
When the system only gives bad choices,
What's popular will always seem absurd.

Saturday, September 03, 2022

The Key To Success

I cannot imagine,
What it's like to achieve,
Accomplishments like Serena Williams,
Nor should that be my dream,

It's not e'en that I should seek out heroes,
Who look more like I do,
I'd rather celebrate their life's journey,
Then use them as a calibration tool,

Like what is my version of their success?
Would it make me happy?
Is there something 'bout this conversation,
That keeps me from rhyming?
Or's that the point?
They are wholly unique,
Not because they excel at what they do,
But what they searched for only they can seek.

Friday, September 02, 2022

The Secret Podcast

Listened to this podcast
With guest, yikes, I can't say,
A discussion about ev'ry president,
Of the United States,

From Washington all the way to Biden,
The people, not their feats,
It never hurts to get new perspectives,
No matter what one's been known to beat,

But did it tell me something I don't know,
Other than anecdotes?
For a moment I thought, 'Is Trump that bad?',
'Should Dole have won the vote?'
Does it matter?
Presidents just preside,
Maybe they do reflect the people's will,
Less leader, more a unique look inside.

Thursday, September 01, 2022

The Next Empire

I don't know history,
There is too much info,
Not to mention it grows every moment,
Oops, another war goes,

But America is still very young,
Yet old for an empire,
It spends more on war than any country,
While its economy's in a spiral,

At least if you look at what others have,
Well, elite, not people,
Let's hope there's a new structure for our kids,
That is much more equal.
What was my point?
Oh, the world is changing,
Look at a map evolve from before us,
We've not much time before the next crowning.

Tuesday, August 30, 2022

The True News Source

Where do I get my news?
The BBC mostly,
I cycle through all of the world sections,
From Asia to Mid East,

Africa, Americas, Australia,
That last one shouldn't be,
Hold on, it shouldn't be a section of its own,
I don't mean it shouldn't be a country,

Or a continent, let's not get off track,
I check out Bad Faith, too,
Sometimes I'll jump to Fox or Aljazeera
To get a different view,
But, they're the same,
What I mean's, they just wave,
At the same void that we all dance around,
Because the truth's not something one can say.

Monday, August 29, 2022

The Real Conspiracy

Even before Covid,
The world was melting down,
I don't know what a conspiracy is,
But timing is profound,

Climate took a backseat for two years,
Really, at the nexus,
I remember thinking in naught eighteen,
Right now, there should be no other focus,

Well, sure, there were more immediate threats,
To others, like famine,
Local's what concerns, and my biggest threat,
Was oil industry's sins,
Now they're forgot,
With the Inflation Act,
I won't get into that conspiracy,
There sure is not enough room here for that.

Sunday, August 28, 2022

Climate Crisis Intro

Said lots about climate,
I'm not the only one,
Thankfully, where I live is not hard hit,
Unlike other nations,

But Canada's honeymoon will be short,
Maybe before the droughts,
We laud our friendship with America,
But our wealth of water puts that at risk,

Not to mention that global climate woes,
Destroys economies,
Just like the internet connects us all,
It's an analogy,
I know, I know,
I've said naught new,
The fact is it has all been said before,
Next time I will purport different views.

Saturday, August 27, 2022

Substack Intro

What I know's limited,
By what I've on my lap,
Connected to the worldwide internet,
Filtered by many caps,

First by my status in society,
Not high, but sadly high,
Born in a country, relatively free,
Privileged, for now, being born a white guy,

Plus the internet's fallen short of goals,
Like being truly free,
For how can you know what is really true,
With no reality?
But what I know's,
Opinion's never wrong,
If used as an investigative tool,
To figure out how to all get along.

Tuesday, August 23, 2022

The Range

Life has its ups and downs,
Would most people say that?
It's sure that if you have all that you need,
That's going to be fact,

Humans can do a lot animals can't,
Staying happy's not one,
Not that I'm an expert on earthling minds,
But people are good at self-destruction,

I susptect, too, that if you're destitute,
Had no luck or prospects,
Held down from birth by money and by caste,
You've smiled despite the hex.
So, why is that,
Assuming that I'm right?
What's wrong with feeling happy all the time,
And why find light within the darkest night?

Monday, August 15, 2022

To Write

This is just for writing,
Like many writers say,
To write you must write and make sure you write,
Every single day,

It doesn't matter what you write at all,
Just that you write at all,
Though it's your right to write what you want to,
You might write what is called exceptional,

That is if you feel writing is a rite,
I had to fit that in,
To write should have a religious aspect,
Outside of ambition,
So I've written,
Now there's no more to do,
Until I realize I haven't written,
The last thought I didn't write down for you.

Sunday, August 14, 2022

Trite Life

What is really different,
From your day yesterday,
That your perspective on life has reversed,
From hopeful to dismay?

There are infinite factors in your life,
Within its unity,
Making any one by comparison,
Ineligible for priority.

What a load of crap, I hear you saying,
That is bad math gone wrong,
Tell that to my overdrawn bank account,
It sings a mismatched song.
Maybe you're right,
Wait, what just happened here,
Shows how we're at the whim of destiny,
Or whatever you call life's sudden veers.

Thursday, August 11, 2022

The Way to Think

There is an attitude,
Experienced before,
A naïve feeling of optimism,
While nothing is in store,

You could liken it to the Tarot's Fool,
Or Kierkegaard's Faith Knight,
A self-awareness that nothing's deserved,
But somehow knowing each step taken's right,

Let's not get caught up in definitions,
Mystic or Danish fans,
The point is within the moments lived thus,
Your life feels happenstance,
Well, not just feels,
In my experience,
The greatest chance of opportunity
Is generated by this mental stance.

Friday, August 05, 2022

Morning Time in the Laurentians

The air's cold on my skin,
The sun is shining bright,
The shimmer on the water may be bugs,
Or a summer breeze, light,

The sough through the trees is releasing rain,
Having fell yesterday,
I can't decifer whose bird call is whose,
Nor how my future debts will all be paid,

The journey ahead is long and winding,
Gravel will shoot from tires,
To buy a coffee made by steady hands,
Available for hire,
But otherwise,
Who knows what they would do,
Assuming society cared for them,
So survival was not a concern, too.

Thursday, August 04, 2022

Getting Better

I found myself someplace,
I don't want to admit,
For years where I was not allowed to strive,
Or did not even fit,

While I was convinced it was all on me,
If I could figure out,
What it was that I kept on doing wrong,
Putting my own abilities in doubt,

Until it all culminated one day,
Into a perfect storm,
I realized I would not get what I want,
Which had become the norm,
But I'm not mad,
I don't blame anyone,
I've come out stronger and more sure of things,
I chack it up to my evolution.

Monday, August 01, 2022

This Is Not A Dream

Ever have a good dream,
Where there's lots of people,
You're happy and you really don't know why,
So much you can't keep still,

Then you realize that you are in a dream,
Which makes you happier,
You fly around the room because you can,
For you're completely void of any fear,

Then you wake up remembering it all,
Knowing it meant something,
Like it's saying you are on the right track,
Both in life and thinking?
What, you haven't?
Then let me tell you how,
All that is keeping you from that feeling,
Is not having read this Wath until now.

Sunday, July 31, 2022

Day On The Lake

I saw my first beaver,
Break the surface of glass,
My movements so slow, like I wasn't there,
It continued to pass,

Then clusters of bugs shimmered on it, too,
As I glided through them,
Collections of pixels ne'er to return,
In exactly that configuration,

I immersed myself as deep as I could,
Silk soft tendrils touched feet,
Nothing to save me should they choose to grasp,
I'd not call that defeat,
P'haps surrender,
To what I'm already,
If the universe fell in on itself,
Would you call that some kind of victory?

Sunday, July 24, 2022

Other Things

That it has been a while,
Since a post's come up here,
Is not a sign of productivity,
But of location, dear,

P'haps the tagline should have a caveat,
That life exists elsewhere,
No just the ones and ohs that make this screen,
But what some people may still call out there,

Where one's life intersects with just a few,
Not with no one, like this,
The breeding ground for possible content,
Most of which you will miss,
'Cause it's not here,
Much of it's not written,
Also, many Waths exist not here, too,
Sorry if you thought this was my mission.

Thursday, July 14, 2022

Tragic Time

TIme has gone so slowly,
And yet, it's gone so fast,
The wait for tomorrow is torturous,
I've lost grasp of the past,

I cry for each moment for it is gone,
One step closer to death,
But first I must endure this loneliness,
That promises respite I never get,

Amidst this all are those that mill around,
Winning and losing, too,
Ecstatic faces that will learn time's wrath,
Then turn dark shades of blue.
It's not all bad,
It's not all good, either,
There is no difference between two moments,
We make them so to create a future.

Sunday, July 10, 2022

Successful Fear

It's hard not to wonder,
Well, I better not say,
Who knows the eyes that will be reading this,
My mind's already stayed,

This has beeb the struggle since I was young,
As long as I'm alone,
The thoughts will flow like a running river,
Then sense an audience, it's blocked by stones,

Sometimes I think it is the universe,
That knows best what I need,
Just enough friends and cash to get me through,
That's what being rich means.
Yet there's a trade,
There is no loss to fear,
But you must keep faith that all will turn right,
And that when you speak nobody will hear.

Wednesday, June 29, 2022

World Truth 1

The sun's shining on me,
Thank goodness for the clouds,
Small mercies in this age of climate change,
Are all that are allowed,

I'm not even in the depths of the hell,
Many people are in,
Japan, India, Australia, Utah,
Are just a few living in an oven,

Then there are drought-ridden wastelands about,
Too many to name here,
Tornados, hurricanes, floods, you name it,
It's not too wild to fear,
And we're in it,
Well, we're far from the cap,
Woe our children and those that come after,
If the human race gets as far as that.

Friday, June 24, 2022

No Answer

It's really happening,
Though you do not know what,
A slow burn to something incredible,
If you don't fuck it up,

One mis-step will lead you down the wrong path,
If you've not already,
Without omnipotent vision of it,
The only proof will exist when you die,

Make no mistake that it was possible,
There's many examples,
Both of unbelievable success,
And destructive stumbles,
Which will be you?
Traverse the middle road?
You'll never know which step will take you there,
For the road to success is never showed.

Sunday, June 19, 2022

Don't Speak Your Mind

I'm not going to say,
What's really on my mind,
Thoughts are so removed from reality,
They are not even mine,

They are like a playground in a school yard,
You've heard what goes on there,
Meanness and absurdity at recess,
Morbid acts at night one would not dare,

But run those thoughts to the physical realm,
Filtered by your organs,
They have the chance at being translated,
So they do not offend.
Are they the same?
You don't want them to be,
You want the best of you to be expressed,
And hope the worst stays deep in your psyche.

Saturday, June 18, 2022

Start to Die

On the cusp of the ring,
We're safe from the death heat,
Where they thought things would be safe from melting,
As they relished their feats,

The irony combusted as they built,
Now we all pay the price,
Us, amidst gails that pull down massive trees,
While we take shelter from golf balls of ice,

There was a time when time appeared so slow,
Geological age,
But what's passed is no proof of what's to come,
Ask anyone that's caged,
Is this too dire?
There's been crises before
We've e'er seemed to dodge, though with casualties,
Maybe there are no chances anymore.

Friday, June 17, 2022

Dizzy

No one loves everyone,
No matter what they say,
Everyone has at least someone in life,
Who's not their fan, today,

Who might change their mind soon, but not before,
They're replaced by someone,
Even the most loved person in this life,
Is some individual's non-person,

For how else do you think we've got so far,
With cars, phones, and climate?
If humans shared no animosity,
We'd be done with all that,
So, viva hate!
Let's sing it to the sky,
At least where we think that it is hiding,
Past the smog, smoke, and mushroom clouds so high.

Tuesday, June 14, 2022

Keeping Us Down

Some people have it good,
Though they didn't always,
Most had some advantage to get them there,
Of course, they'll never say,

Instead they will pass on words of wisdom,
From their experience,
As if the doors open for them ain't closed,
For the vast majority of humans,

We cannot all be living the good life,
The world could not sustain,
It might seem all but you have succeeded,
But that's part of the game,
To keep us down,
There, I've said it out loud,
The government and oligarchs all know,
Hope is the opium that calms the crowd.

Friday, June 10, 2022

Live and Learn

You must temper yourself,
Do not come in so hot,
Excitement is no excuse for rudeness,
Good intentions or not,

You must not now be tortured by regret,
The past is for learning,
You've never done what you're about to do,
Even each breath is a unique journey,

As is the witnessing it by others,
Each everything is new,
There's ne'er been a moment in history,
You are about to do,
So, please take care,
Art's not a mindless thing,
It's informed by everything that you've done,
What you've learned, and the hope for harmony.

Tuesday, June 07, 2022

Mode

You must be complacent,
Some proportion of time,
To not deny you a spectrum of modes,
Possible for your mind,

"Wait, that's going down a slippery slope!
Why not, too, be obscene?
You want to experience all there is,
Try making promises you'll never mean."

I understand the point you are making,
My devil's advocate,
'Let's abstain from anything that may hurt,
Another's complacence.'
I'm feeling mean,
Maybe solipsistic,
A mode that allows me to ignore you,
Not a path I would naturally pick.

Saturday, June 04, 2022

Greenlights by Matthew McConaughey

I've been reading Greenlights,
Want to write one as well,
Describing experience as the past,
But constantly unveiled.

McConaughey has a different concept,
With more prescriptive views,
Though he says it is not a self-help book,
He certainly believes what you should do,

Which some may claim is based on his privilege,
We all come from somewhere,
This isn't a review, but if you ask,
His options were unfair.
Compared to who?
Why, the ones behind him,
The ones in front, well, we each all have both,
It's our choice which is our motivation.

Wednesday, June 01, 2022

I Never Know

There must be other ways,
To express what I feel,
Odd thing is I think I have tried them all,
Lest there's any concealed,

Either I don't know where to start or end,
Like the world's closed to me,
I do not know what I want to express,
Until I place my fingers on these keys,

That sentiment does not quite hit the nail,
For if you were to ask,
Where these thoughts are going to lead me to,
I would just straight up laugh,
'Cause that's the fun,
It's a journey for me,
Until I write the last word of a Wath,
The ending is always a mystery.

Tuesday, May 31, 2022

Be Bold

Sometimes you must be bold,
The rest of the time, too,
Even when you are being cowering,
You must have attitude,

People will say that you must know your place,
Well, that's completely true,
How else will you know where to thrust your sword?
You must be bold, but recognize the cues,

That's why living well is the best revenge,
Lost on all but a few,
The last laugh's the one that lasts the longest,
Let it not be for you,
Let it be yours,
That drops the other shoe,
Now you have everything you need to win,
You cannot complain that you never knew.

Monday, May 30, 2022

The Drag Race

You have to throw the net,
In pools shallow and deep,
Opportunity comes to those willing,
To take uncertain leaps,

You know the trodden path will grow no grass,
It's never greener there,
But roll the dice enough times you're ensured,
That you'll eventually roll a pair,

Isn't it more fulfilling to do that,
Than following the path,
Mixed metaphors do not erase the fact,
The chances that you hath,
As do us all,
You've just to find your drag,
Be yourself to your most flamboyant self,
Again, I have given that dog a wag.

Sunday, May 29, 2022

What Is a Wath?

If you are not anxious,
At least some of the time,
It is like the equivalent of,
Living without enzymes,

There are perceptions you need to break down,
That build up in your brain,
Taking up room, like fat under your skin,
Your body will never use to sustain,

They're puzzles to what makes you who you are,
Created to be solved,
The pieces then there to be rearranged,
Or you could say, resolved.
Did you get that?
I almost didn't, too,
I hope I don't have to also point out,
How this Wath's also a puzzle for you.

Friday, May 27, 2022

Remember

If you think back a year,
On this here very day,
Do you remember what you were doing,
I wonder what you'd say,

If you knew I knew the answer to that,
I'm not talking 'bout you,
I have documentation of my life,
All the way back to two thousand and two,

Even farther, if I don't want to rhyme,
That's the value of truth,
I can't say I've changed much over twelve months,
Except for fading youth,
I know, I know,
That was gone long ago,
The point is my memory's not that good,
So these Waths help me remember my woes.

Friday, May 20, 2022

Musk Dreams

Oh mother, I can feel,
But nowhere like I should,
I used to think the world was there to take,
With the right attitude,

What I forgot's I'm not the only one,
With dreams worth fighting for,
Not that I really tried to fight at all,
If I had known, sure, I would have tried more,

Instead, I put faith in the universe,
(I hope it's not list'ning),
Truth be told, I can't say life's that bad,
So, I'm not complaining,
You, hear that world?!
Yes, I am satisfied,
I want for not and have love all around,
Consider all future dreams duly tried.

Wednesday, May 18, 2022

We Are All Animals

We are all animals,
Despite what we believe,
There are just so many so far removed,
Our minds cannot conceive,

But surely you can relate to an ape,
Lying by their loved one,
No thoughts but comfort and intimacy,
All threats safely a distant conclusion,

Now be the ape and relate to lions,
Basking in the hot sun,
The lion relates to another beast,
And so on, and so on.
You see my point,
But you do not agree?
I think I have said all that I can say,
I guess you just cannot relate to me.

Tuesday, May 17, 2022

Who Do You Live For?

You have to keep the faith,
It will not be easy,
Every moment provides another test,
To your resiliency,

And you will not always be rewarded,
Or so it may not seem,
Disappointment today may be a step,
To an unbelievable victory,

It may also be a step off a cliff,
I'm not a soothsayer,
The question is how do you want to live,
And what is living for?
Is it for you,
Or for those that you love?
That last question's not a non sequitor,
What will your choice of life make them think of?
Who

Tuesday, May 10, 2022

Try On Your Own Shoes

Life has its ups and downs,
We have all heard that said,
Whether you're me fighting no confidence,
Despite being ahead,

Or someone else, well, you would have to be,
You cannot wear my shoes,
No matter the wisdom of vast cultures,
You paint every experience with you,

But that doesn't mean that your shoes are on,
Not left in the closet,
So many lives are lived without a clue,
Of who really owns it,
So take a look,
Investigate each stitch,
Once you realize how unique your shoes are,
You'll understand why we could never switch.

Saturday, May 07, 2022

Try or Not

Don't back off on your dreams,
Not that you will succeed,
You will not know which way things might have gone,
If you just let life lead,

Which isn't really a terrible thing,
Gosh, you have got this far,
Which is to say you've been carried along,
Without the bother of raising the bar,

So who cares what else you might want to do,
That requires will and strength,
Resulting in a feeling you can't get,
On the lazy stream's length?
You answer that,
I'll take chances again,
I may have not got far the first time round,
But I want to know what it's like to win.

Thursday, May 05, 2022

Where We Will Be

Fingers tapping the keys,
My eyes are telling me,
As are the nerve endings in my digits,
And the words on the screen,

My right thumb's sore from the iphone home key,
Hence, they changed the design,
Woe we with the older generation,
We're both sooner to die,

Not getting to finally link our brains,
Like digital fingers,
We'll have to seek for consciousness elswhere,
Maybe in the liver,
Or in the cloud,
Where our mind-drones will be,
Taking selfies from hundreds of feet up,
Circumventing my eyes so I can see.

Wednesday, May 04, 2022

Change And Living

You can't just get bigger,
Without expecting change,
Pains in your bones, clothes no longer fitting,
Perspectives rearranged,

The world gets a little smaller as well,
So there's less room to move,
At the same time it sees you differently,
So now you have something different to prove,

But how do you manage this and still live?
You've other things to do,
What you are missing is that change is life,
Dealing with it is you,
Nothing changes,
No matter what your size,
Each moment's a birth into something new,
Living is your place in it recognized.

Friday, April 29, 2022

Here's What You Do

Sometimes there is so much,
It really overwhelms,
You try to make a list, but that takes time,
There's no one at the helm,

So you attempt to eat that elephant,
There's too many bites left,
The fire hose is real, turned on full blast,
Now you're not only stressed but very wet,

The time you're taking thinking about it,
Has now increased your tasks,
If asking for help wouldn't add more time,
You certainly would ask,
Then the day's gone,
There's nothing you have done,
While all around you people shake their heads.
Sorry, I'm offering no solution.

Wednesday, April 27, 2022

Listen

The universe whispers,
Clues to what you should do,
It speaks through the mouths of those around you,
Residing in their zoo,

On the screens in your hand and in your bed,
Even in nighttime dreams,
You'll know you've heard them when your stomach says,
"Nothing around me is quite what it seems,"

Like they are all talking to each other,
But, for your benefit,
Repeating the same things in their language,
Until you notice it,
Then you must act,
Do honour to the call,
Or the universe may stop whispering,
Which is the heart-breaking start of the fall.

Sunday, April 24, 2022

Time's a Cheater

The furnace is soughing,
Lights blink on the router,
My eyes are gummy from night's adhesive,
As I lie beside her,

My fingeres glowing, though the brightness low,
My bowl empty beside,
There are still ten sips left inside my mug,
Though much heat's left the black liquid inside,

The day will go as fast as yesterday,
As it will go as slow,
Never giving back any of the time,
Unless my mind does so,

With memory,
But that's simply a cheat,
Something's always happened when I come back,
Some could have memory I'll never meet.

Sunday, April 17, 2022

History's Past

Just because time has passed,
Doesn't mean that it died,
It exists in the form of consequence,
In everybody's mind,

It may be different for different people,
Some happy and some sad,
Some visiting its grave every day,
Obsessed not with what they have but they had,

While for others nothing's ever happened,
They've to worry about,
Which is better really depends on what,
Better's for them, no doubt.
What about you,
Do you embrace your past?
That question's already your history,
So, you can forget that I even asked.

Sunday, March 27, 2022

Your Next Move

It is almost over,
Then the new one begins,
It is already hard to remember,
This move's evolution,

It had something to do with happiness,
And following your dreams,
That change isn't alway something that's good,
But good is always what change really means,

That it is better to risk your own life,
Than save it for others,
To use to change the quality of theirs,
An old story, for sure.
But why for you?
The fear of not winning?
It comes down to if you just want to live,
Or want to live like life is worth living.

Sunday, March 20, 2022

I Wanna Go Back In Time

What's it take to journey,
Back to when you were young,
When you could never imagine your life,
Past the next occasion,

Perhaps an hypnotism you can take,
To anywhere you want,
Within the perceptions that will be stored,
In the mind castle now in construction,

Or maybe there is really a machine,
That could carry you back,
Reality is stranger than fiction,
We've all read books like that,
But could it be,
Because time's never still,
There's nothing not already in the past,
So any thought's already time travel?

Sunday, March 13, 2022

Tethered To The Machine

The trick's not to move it,
Stay absolutely still,
Do what you have to do then close it up,
If you don't, then it will,

It's trying to teach you to not rely,
On things that are not you,
Other people, work, and technology,
Can both help you and also help you shirk,

If all of this disappeared tomorrow,
What do you think you'll be,
Satisfied being alone in this world,
Or wishing for TV?
Or internet,
You know what I'm saying,
How frustrated are you when the cord moves,
And your computer's closed before saving?

Wednesday, March 09, 2022

Welcome To The World

Will today be the day,
When everything resets,
When there is nothing left like yesterday,
To quite the same extent,

As if each morning is completely new,
New possibilities,
Based on atom configuration,
That make the landscape of reality,

Like each moment provides something unique,
In an extreme manner,
So that, if you think about it, you're new,
Every moment offered?
Think about it,
Maybe trite, but it's true,
You are always already being born,
Into a possibility brand new.

Tuesday, March 08, 2022

Choice Number One

Will everything be right,
Or all go down the drain?
This is a question you must ask yourself,
With each moment obtained,

Like the conception of mindful eating,
Be aware of each bite,
Savor the flavors you usually miss,
Scarfing it all down before your next fight.

But you say there's a risk in the moment,
Of being undermined,
While you're enjoying life's constant gift,
There's knives plunged in your spine.
So ask yourself,
There is no right answer,
Would you rather enjoy fewer moments,
Or spend more in anxiety and fear?

Sunday, March 06, 2022

The Time, It is A'Changing

The anticipation,
Of a change in your life,
In itself is a form of stagnation,
Less elan and more strife,

When what if else you treated each moment,
As the change that it is,
Each molecule different than what was,
Before you started reading this treatise?

Subtle changes, I will not give you that,
Instead, a wholesale change,
P'haps even regret at losing yourself,
To time's new rearrange.
Then again, still,
It's hard to keep abreast,
You'll never be again who you once were,
But can embrace this new one as the best.

Saturday, March 05, 2022

While On Hold

As I wait on this call,
The music oscillates,
But not too much before the voice comes on,
Regretful for the wait,

I may want to call back later, it says,
The wait time will be long,
There is a high volume of inquiries,
In this time of Covid, back to the song,

But I've already invested so much,
As I lie here in bed,
With no indication of the wait time,
I am now committed,
So much of my life,
I'll never see again,
At least what I'm about to write will live,
Wait! I've just been put on with the agent.

Friday, March 04, 2022

Where To Go

Decisions must be made,
Even if it's not you,
The question is are you happy with that,
And if so, left to who?

Or do you want to own the path you take,
No matter where it lands,
Commit to no regret in retrospect,
Instead, look ahead to where next you can,

Then weave your past into future success,
Foresight or learned lessons,
No matter what you are you'll always be,
What you are in the end,
What will that be?
Don't tell me you don't know,
Or give up all claim to being human,
Then decision makers pick your next road.

Wednesday, March 02, 2022

Wake Up

Time's not passing slower,
It's not faster, either,
Though many, I'm sure, would argue with tme,
On what I just averred,

Some will say that it's definitely slow,
Or unbearably fast,
In both cases they'll have circumstances,
That they direly wish will or will not last,

I'll not say they should live in the moment,
Or should forget the past,
Dissuade them from imagining futures,
Where they wish to be cast,
Also, don't think,
It's now the present's time,
As you float in this ocean we call life,
Jump out and try the frigid, savage brine.

Monday, February 28, 2022

No Surprises

Who knows what will happen,
No matter what you do,
Maintain the status quo you always have,
'Cause it's easy to do,

Or make a change with no plan for next steps,
That seems a bit extreme,
I'm sure you'll find some kind of middle road,
Wih change guided into something foreseen,

Becaus no matter what plan that you make,
The results won't falter,
That is the nature of reality,
No surprises occur,
So off you go,
With each step confident,
Just be prepared to say the route you take,
Is exactly where you meant to have went.

Saturday, February 26, 2022

What To Do.

Is my heart now weakened,
By choices that I've made?
No blaming those who asked me to do what,
Left me sick and waylaid,

Nothing can make you do what you don't want,
Even if you commit,
There's a notion that what you say today,
In the future's new world will still exist,

Despite the same words meaning something else,
Like selling damaged goods,
Then refusing to provide a refund,
As if you should have knew.
But how could you?!
Getting too personal?
You want to know the actions to follow,
Ask your gut, then chase the sound of its call.

Friday, February 25, 2022

Have Confidence

Can you even do it,
What you say that you can,
To some degree you must believe in you,
Like all other humans,

That you're as capable as anyone,
If you're given the chance,
Question is, are you confident enough?
Or maybe is your confidence enough?

Could your potential already be capped,
Or maybe it's stunted,
By so many years of being mistaught,
Your talent is shunted,
No, stop right there,
Don't get in your own head,
Anyone will tell you we are all fucked,
It's those who embrace that who get ahead.

Sunday, February 20, 2022

Should I Not Jab

Though I'm cloudy headed,
From being infected,
I wonder what would have happened without,
The jabs I accepted,

I'll never know, but if my head's a clue,
I wouldn't have faired well,
The fever, cough, and general fatigue,
If much worse could have meant the hospital,

I know, I know, it's all conspiracy,
Plus my right to be free,
It's nothing to do with those who must deal,
With the minority,
Who just don't care,
About none but their own,
Who think that rights are the right to a world,
Where rights are theirs and only theirs alone.

Saturday, February 19, 2022

Both Side Now

The calm before the storm,
Is itself a storm, too,
That has its calm, which is also a storm,
All way back to the womb,

Not unlike the glass that is half empty,
Or the one that's half full,
You can't deny there is a glass at all,
Nor in either case can't you take a pull,

That is the beauty of this thing called life,
Not what some people see,
But that all of us can see everything,
That's what's called being free,
Then you can be,
Any side of the coin,
Without worrying if it's the right choice,
Or caring exactly where you're going.

Wednesday, February 16, 2022

Making Change

Change is not always good,
But, it is always great,
Like trying a path you've never been on,
Before it gets too late,

To see if there is something you might like,
You didn't know exists,
We're plopped on earth with no experience,
How would we ever know what we have missed?

Even the things that we are told about,
Always fall short with words,
Until you have felt its reality,
It's just a think you've heard,
Like everything,
Don't knock it 'til you've tried,
For if life isn't about trying things,
No one would have regrets before they died.

Monday, February 14, 2022

No Turning Back

There are some things you do,
That you cannot take back,
You force the hand of your reality,
To attempt a new tack,

Not knowing what is on the horizon,
Knowing what you had left,
Testing your resolve by considering,
Going back, finding you are not bereft,

For what other gauge do you have to judge,
But the truth in your heart?
If only you had been first preprogrammed,
To do that from the start,
Or had you been,
Then somehow lost your way,
Now you are older and are reminded,
You're all you have at the end of the day.

Sunday, February 13, 2022

Do The Math

All your days are numbered,
Just no one knows the math,
It's up to you to decide the value,
Every sum will have,

You may flit away what you should embrace,
Opting for what's given,
Which, guaranteed, will not be made for you,
Or intended for your greatest living,

Try to add up what means the most to you,
That's the real formula,
That guides the way to life's satisfaction,
You think that's lame, don't ya?
Maybe it is,
Depending where you start,
You see, mathematics needs presumptions,
Is yours based on materials or heart?

Friday, February 11, 2022

What now?

What more can I tell you,
You don't already know,
Tucked somewhere in a different language,
Exclusively your own,

That phrase happily hit upon, wrote Hume,
Or so I paraphrase,
That shows deep down we are really the same,
That all argument's a distracting haze?

I wonder what would happen at that point,
Maybe we'd fall in love,
Or perhaps we would see where we diverge,
That truth is not enough,
To bridge the gap,
For you are an asshole,
Knowing that without doubt doesn't change things,
It digs me deeper down depression's hole.

Thursday, February 10, 2022

Moving On

There's so many reasons,
You're given not to do,
What something in your gut is telling you,
What you know must be true,

Yet you have spent so much time in the world,
Taken by worldly things,
To go against worldy advice irks you,
So that you argue with your own feelings,

Remember the world only thinks of it,
Its survival, not yours,
It will be there long after you are dead,
Nor will it have felt sore,
For losing you,
So why care what it needs?
Do what your body tells you, you must do,
You've got one life to show how one succeeds.

Wednesday, February 09, 2022

Where You Want

Is it really the time?
Nobody really knows,
Just like you can't say if you'll stay alive,
Today or tomorrow,

Trite, you say, the anthem of the fearful,
With no self confidence,
As if the fifty people in your world,
Make up the sum of your only options,

Like the thousands within walking distance,
Live on another earth,
Or the millions within the same border,
Are outside of your girth.
It's all a lie,
Someone is telling you,
Could be they are trying to hold you back,
Question for you is why would they want to?

Friday, January 21, 2022

Quick Respite

Maybe I wil feel better,
After these sixteen lines,
The navigation through my current thoughts,
Will leave the stress behind,

Forgotten for however long it takes,
Though I can't take all day,
I could never run fast or far enough,
To keep life's artificial jobs away,

Doing things I would never choose myself,
Or that mean anything,
Becoming critical while people starve,
Wishing they had something,
Like what I have,
While I wish for a dream,
Of a life where I can do what I want.
Now let the stress catch up, I've done sixteen.

Wednesday, January 19, 2022

Good Night

Laying awake at night,
Wishing you were asleep,
Knowing the next day will be harder still,
That's the hours we all keep,

You can't just live your life by your own time,
It's like we're all one form,
We're so intertwined as a species now,
Our butterfly wings cause global wind storms,

Or else we're so small we make no difference,
So get no benefits,
If no one sees you, you cannot get paid,
Which is the end of it.
Does this make sense?
My mind's too over-tired,
I thought writing this might get me going,
Instead, I'm thinking I might just retire.

Sunday, January 16, 2022

By The Light Of A Candle

Your life is a slow burn,
A wick amidst great wax,
You'll not get to the end any faster,
You may as well relax,

As the wick shortens, you will see it all,
Then all of it will pass,
The only way to stop's to extinguish,
Which has been the choice of some in the past,

But what becomes of what was to be left,
As the hot wax cools down,
Intertwined with what was to be a part,
Of candles lit around?
Can candles change,
What they started to be?
Will yours disappear like it never was,
If you have seen all you would like to see.

Saturday, January 15, 2022

Make War

When I see a soldier,
Head crouched with gun in hand,
Stealthily walking with comrades in tow,
Sweeping across the land,

I understand they have a job to do,
Without jobs, what are we?
Then again, without others to stomp on,
Some people are prone to ask the same thing,

In my wildest of imagination,
Making guns is not there,
Pointing them at, then shooting my neighbour,
I'm sorry, I'd not dare.
I hear your voice,
"You fucking privileged twit",
I just wish you were as privileged as me,
P'haps inequality makes war legit!

Tuesday, January 11, 2022

Life Transplant

It does look like a hoof,
Though, nobody has said,
A replacement for a limb that gave up,
Age preferring my bed,

Meanwhile a man is given a pig heart,
Hid, so easy to take,
If he was told he needed the snout, too,
Would the decision be easy to make?

At least in death he wouldn't hear the jeers,
Living isn't worth pain,
The only reason I fight for my life,
Is to be rich one day,
And show them all,
Even using a cane,
Money is like a whole body transplant,
No one sees the defects the cash replaced.

Saturday, January 08, 2022

Happy Change

There's not much more to say,
Actions speak much louder,
Blowing up one's life's always discouraged,
No one likes the powder,

That settles on them once you've changed your life,
They're not up for such things,
So they make change sound like a dangerous route,
Which, guess what, they're not technically lying,

Change can be bad, but it is always good,
For nothing is perfect,
You can't see what's binding you from inside,
Only as you reflect,
On where you were,
Before you blew things up,
Then those around you will also reflect,
As they consequently dust themselves off.

Tuesday, January 04, 2022

What Might Be

I have been here before,
Standing at a threshold,
My body wanting to step through the door,
Towards moments untold,

Heart feeling I'm threatening its demise,
For instigating change,
That is when I step back into the room,
For what is known, yet is causing me pain,

Not a condition unkown to a few,
More like a pandemic,
Even though sometimes the grass is greener,
We all would rather stick,
With what is safe,
Compared to what might be,
Even though we all know that what might be,
Could be the fulfillment of all our dreams.