
I can’t breath
The presence of mind
To set the world on fire
Nothing left to lose
White
House afire
Hot with hate
Washed in vainglorious jactitation
Privilege
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #234: Presence
I can’t breath
The presence of mind
To set the world on fire
Nothing left to lose
White
House afire
Hot with hate
Washed in vainglorious jactitation
Privilege
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #234: Presence
You want what you can’t have
Reasoning somehow that seems more valuable
Abandoning those who do love you
Because who would want to love you, right?
So you chase phantoms, try to rewrite history
Harvest lost souls like shiny objects, glinting in the sun
All the while they are burning your retina, so you cannot see the truth
The truth that’s been right in front of your face
All along
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #233: Harvest
Where once there was nothing
Sprouts delicate symbiosis
Emergent energy intertwined
Into nature’s tangled tattings
Blue green as earth’s beginnings
With antediluvian memories
Surrounding us unnoticed
In a lichen lace soliloquy
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #231: Nothing and #232: Emergent
We are living in a time
When personal choices
Can impact so many others
As a matter of life or death,
Disparity never so clear
Selfishness disguised as freedom,
Choosing economy over humanity
Is the real tragedy
Because if we let go of man made doctrines,
Reject the fear of scarcity
And instead embrace abundance,
If we focus on taking care of one another
Everything will be all right
In response to Patrick Jennings Pic and a Word Challenge #229: Choices
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