Friday, April 24, 2015

Unchained Ephemera

My obligations are a bore
and I'm sure they don't think
that much of me.

I'll out last them
I'll out live them
or so I hope

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Bending in the wind
the grass has no choice
but to relent
to the breathe of our world

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I grow irritated and impatient
the older I get

This is no failing of the world
It is the same

Only I have changed

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How can we speak of understanding
and compassion
when parents still turn against
their children

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Believe God to be a reflection
of our aspirations

Know that we fail and succeed
in equal measure

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Driving late at night
Eyes tire in endless darkness
Roosters lie in sleep

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Parceling out my thoughts into
digestible morsels

Try not to spit them out please

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