They shoot her in the face, but
Life goes on
They abduct children, and
Life goes on
They shoot him in the back again and again
Life goes on
For some of us
If you can call it that
If this is a life you want to live
In a country that promises dreams
I am left with nightmare
They shoot her in the face, but
Life goes on
They abduct children, and
Life goes on
They shoot him in the back again and again
Life goes on
For some of us
If you can call it that
If this is a life you want to live
In a country that promises dreams
I am left with nightmare
Even when you can see it coming
A mile away
Ambling slowly your way
Train wreck in slow motion
You still can’t move off the
Tracks
Still it’s hard to know
When it will
hit;
You just know the impact will be
brutal
catastrophic
apocalyptic, worlds end, are reshaped
Even when you can see it coming
A mile away
Ambling slowly your way
Train wreck in slow motion
You still can’t move off the
Tracks
Still it’s hard to know
When it will
hit;
You just know the impact will be
brutal
catastrophic
apocalyptic, worlds end, are reshaped
what feels good to you today?
it was hard to answer,
but important to do so
it’s a question i will ask every day now, as we need this exercise more than ever:
what feels good to you today?
what feels good to you today?
it was hard to answer,
but important to do so
it’s a question i will ask every day now, as we need this exercise more than ever:
what feels good to you today?
Only the thin veil of proper behavior
Has lifted.
When was this empire ever not
invading
Killing
Stealing ?
When has it ever stopped?
What justification was ever enough
For our
Bloodlust
Bigotry
Constant othering?
Putting ourselves,
Our purity on a pedestal.
Only the thin veil of proper behavior
Has lifted.
When was this empire ever not
invading
Killing
Stealing ?
When has it ever stopped?
What justification was ever enough
For our
Bloodlust
Bigotry
Constant othering?
Putting ourselves,
Our purity on a pedestal.
US imperialism is the greatest threat to peace and security in our world today and it's not even close.
US imperialism is the greatest threat to peace and security in our world today and it's not even close.
I think.
Why do the colors fade with
My consciousness ?
It’s funny cause
There are always rainbows where I
Live
Deep
In In
A The
Valley
I lose wavelengths when
I slumber.
I think.
Why do the colors fade with
My consciousness ?
It’s funny cause
There are always rainbows where I
Live
Deep
In In
A The
Valley
I lose wavelengths when
I slumber.
She says social media influenced “not just the usual suspects” but also “young Jewish Americans who don’t know the history and don’t understand.”
Wondrous and pure,
Familiar yet
Wild.
And you catch a
glimpse,
A shimmer.
Holding that gaze-
A flash of color
Blindsides.
The unexpected completes
The picture.
Wondrous and pure,
Familiar yet
Wild.
And you catch a
glimpse,
A shimmer.
Holding that gaze-
A flash of color
Blindsides.
The unexpected completes
The picture.
It trickles down, filters through the years
When they try to vanish your people
When they silence your language, strip away your culture, fence off the land you belong to, offer up your lives for their benefit, sever you from ancestors,
dislocate your past, loot your
It trickles down, filters through the years
When they try to vanish your people
When they silence your language, strip away your culture, fence off the land you belong to, offer up your lives for their benefit, sever you from ancestors,
dislocate your past, loot your
The face of a cliff
Unfurls beneath
Edging the rim of this
Precipice
Trying everything not to
Plunge
I know that slow descent too well
Slow slide down slippery slopes
Need to put the brakes on before the
Point of no return
Before the abyss engulfs
Before the inexorable pul
The face of a cliff
Unfurls beneath
Edging the rim of this
Precipice
Trying everything not to
Plunge
I know that slow descent too well
Slow slide down slippery slopes
Need to put the brakes on before the
Point of no return
Before the abyss engulfs
Before the inexorable pul
I walked in still
Anxious
Friendly face quells
The turmoil a touch
Brief instruction, we chose materials
Over under over under
You eventually hit on a rhythm
Fit into a flow, focus in
time skips
Forget your worries fade those troubles
Loosen some insecurities
I walked in still
Anxious
Friendly face quells
The turmoil a touch
Brief instruction, we chose materials
Over under over under
You eventually hit on a rhythm
Fit into a flow, focus in
time skips
Forget your worries fade those troubles
Loosen some insecurities
Maybe it doesn’t spark at first sight
Instead:
smolders
Embers barely flicker
But there’s fuel
A bit of heat
And if you let air flow through,
Flow over,
It can breathe
Grow
Perhaps flutter, flare, into flame
Sometime it might roar to
Life
Maybe it doesn’t spark at first sight
Instead:
smolders
Embers barely flicker
But there’s fuel
A bit of heat
And if you let air flow through,
Flow over,
It can breathe
Grow
Perhaps flutter, flare, into flame
Sometime it might roar to
Life
I think our brains are wired to
Find patterns
To tell stories
To place narratives on and make meaning
Out of the chaos of this reality
But
Sometimes you meet someone
(I hope this has happened to u too)
Sometimes u meet and there is
Connection
I think our brains are wired to
Find patterns
To tell stories
To place narratives on and make meaning
Out of the chaos of this reality
But
Sometimes you meet someone
(I hope this has happened to u too)
Sometimes u meet and there is
Connection
drifting
I can almost touch clouds.
Still, i
Forgot what this is all about,
Misplaced the mission,
Lost the plot:
Unmoored,
Sans moor,
Missing a moor,
No more moors;
In Scotland no longer,
Not even spain.
Searching for an anchor for
Safe harbor
drifting
I can almost touch clouds.
Still, i
Forgot what this is all about,
Misplaced the mission,
Lost the plot:
Unmoored,
Sans moor,
Missing a moor,
No more moors;
In Scotland no longer,
Not even spain.
Searching for an anchor for
Safe harbor
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I was hoping to go to a
Party
Step onto a dancefloor
Have a drink or a laugh
Shimmy and shake
But no invites came and instead
Of asking instead of
Texting,
Making efforts to slake
This thirst,
I await.
It felt as if I was putting my youth on
Like a costume
I was hoping to go to a
Party
Step onto a dancefloor
Have a drink or a laugh
Shimmy and shake
But no invites came and instead
Of asking instead of
Texting,
Making efforts to slake
This thirst,
I await.
It felt as if I was putting my youth on
Like a costume
But it refuses to find me.
Playing hide and seek by
Yourself
Isn’t a real game
Just a meditation on
Pity.
Maybe you played it before too
It can’t just be my own
Lament
I guess I won’t ever know
For sure
So many things I’ll never know
Like what your true feelings are
.
But it refuses to find me.
Playing hide and seek by
Yourself
Isn’t a real game
Just a meditation on
Pity.
Maybe you played it before too
It can’t just be my own
Lament
I guess I won’t ever know
For sure
So many things I’ll never know
Like what your true feelings are
.