What is brought to life
Will bring us into life
Full
In a new way
Of hope and feeling
Take heed for the love
You feel sets you
Free
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Monthly Archives: March 2024
The Glove
If the glove fits
But what if it’s not your glove
But found from someone
Else’s mishaps of the day
Rather return the glove
For in time the glove of mankind
Will wrap you with goodness
And that will be
Your place to see
When all is right
It can set you free
Back to Back
Facing the opposite direction
We do not see each other
Our struggles are the
Same
Our voices ring together
But blindly we walk away
As to not help each other
For we can’t help what we can’t see
If only
We could turn around
And see
Other standing right
Next to us
Tonight
If tonight is all you have
What would you want
To know
To give
To try
Every moment can be slow
Or could fly
So take the moment
To prepare the answer
For in the life we are living
Nothing is ever a given
Obnoxious
I was a little wild
In my youth
The memories have
I am glad
I made it through
To see the days
Of a finer wisdom
Upon my life
So I am grateful
To be here
And everyday too
Romantic Memories
A city on the river
Embolden with water
On every side
To take the high life
Or the high line
Of what memories I have
Of the city
Style of
Life
Downtown
The lights of the city
Brimmed with
Possibility
To try the new faces
Of creation
To be unique and different
Everyday
That goes by
This is the light of the city
In my eye
Flawless Command
It was the count
To the countdown
And the commands
Were losing the men
So the last hope of an effort
Was made
In dire straits
And the vision was
Pure
The light was even
And in this particular moment
Not one thing
Went wrong
Random Strain
The city life
Of motion
Moves without even knowing
What will come next
And the random strain
That is made from a misstep
Will make you remember
The way the world moves
With us all riding
Along
Headquarters
The HQ
A place to define
The limitations
Of what can be
And what could be
Done
And undone
With exhaustion
To the wind
Of narratives
Grave
In the HQ the words
Land
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