All good, loving it, lots of quality family time,s Wimbledon yesterday afternoon at Abigail’s pool that was so refreshing
focus is the name
My game, turn inwards, forget the world of people
Except do react, but choose your moments,
I choose mine,
I am pulled by myself in too many directions,
Have to simplify!
Writing, drawing, observing, listening,
Gulping,
Slurping
Eye-IN-g,
Smelling,
Stopping
Smelling, careful and calm,
Patient and
Focused
Anxious,
Trying not to be frantic
That nagging sensation,
Must control it,
Lose it, cast it off,
Turn it off,
Throw away all
Social media noise,
All outside noise,
That people noise,
Just hear the crickets
Just notice the cicada music,
These songs outdoors!
I feel stuck,
Have to unstuck,
Stick my landings,
No splash going in,
Know I work silently,
Understand others do not
Me understand at all,
And
This should be of no concern to me,
I should not care what if at all
They even think of me,
As,
I have to finish
That which I begun,
Have done,
In out about yes
So many small steps,
Working for short spurts
Only a few minutes in
A bit
A lot
Of haste
Not wanting to lose
To waste to
My way my self
Me my I
On earth
In the sky
Under water
I loved my plunge
In the blue chlorine water
Of Ah ah’s pool
Yesterday afternoon
Refreshing
Refreshed
Even-tempered
Put thoughts in their
Rightful places
Turn them off
Stop them
What is most
Important
What will
Make me
Happy
Now
What do I
Focus on
To create
To exist
to matter
To have relevance
To find it if
Possible
A degree
Of satisfaction
We’re men born
To be
Happy
To work
To produce
Glad to have
My life
To be
Feel
Soooooo
Very
Alive
Blessed
Am I
To realize
To understand
Ton appreciate
To welcome
To embrace
To include
Talk to
Be open
Be available to
New exciting scary
Unknown
Untried
Experiences
To not live
To others judge
I am free
I am happy
I am positive
I am me
I want to
Simply so hard this
Just to be me
To live my life
Fully
On edge
At the edge
On empty
On full
On my own terms
My parents let me
Do this
By myself
Make many of
My own mistakes
Not to be spoon fed
By them
They left me alone
They loved me
They did not
Force me
In any way
At all
It was all
Up to me
For that
I am
Eternally
Grateful
To them
The greatest
Gift
A parent
Can give
Their child
Is to set them
Free
And free
I have been
Privileged
Without knowing it
Ashamed that
I have
Been so innocent
So unaware
So in a bubble
The balance
In life
The inequality
The privilege
Hoarded stolen
From others
Unfair
Advantages
Criminal’s really
The greed tge selfishness
The power gluttons
The money pimps
The old white male
Atrocities
Perpetuated
Not punished
As they should
Have been
But
Given a free pass
Ignored
Turned out
Excused, looked away
Forgiven
Forgotten
Made excuses for,
Unconscionable
Cruel man-made
Realities
To suit them to excuse
Them
To pardon them
When no pardon
Should have ever
Been a consideration
Make ur world
Great again?
America
Great again?
MAGA
Our world
America
Has never
Been
Great
We have
Too
Many
Sins
To
Atone
For
To many
Monsters
Boogee Men
In our
Closets
Homes
Work places
To fix
To shine light on
To discipline
To call out
To discuss
To hold accountable
For!
We are not
Great
We are
Human
We are
Weak
We are bullies
We are
Bastards
Pimps
Thugs
Criminals
Rapists
Murderers
Unforgivable
Fuckers
Fucked up
Having sooo
Fucked UP
Our world
For
Our
Undeserved
Unwarranted
We need now
More
Compassion
Empathy
Love
Understanding
Welcoming
Listening
Working
Together
For
Equality
For all
Fr our
Collective
Greater good
Wealth
Health
Safety
Satisfactions
No one
Should
Have to live
In such fear!
We all deserve
So much
Better
Than that
Cheers to the
Good
In us
Buried away
For so long
Time to dig
It up
Plant it
Afresh
Water it
Nurture it
Watch it
Grow
As we, too
Grow
With it!
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