Will we circle back
To where it all began
In hopes of having a
Stable world
But it seems
As the world breaks
At the seams
All have doubled
On what has been lost
With not attempt
To find
What truth
May be left
Behind
Lost and Not Found
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Back and Gone
From a dirty palm
Comes word of
Confusion
And bemusement
From the drivers side
Of a SUV ride
I have to learn
Not to deny
That within my mind
Lies words of hope and optimism
Even amidst my own
Skepticism
So enjoy the day
Be learn to be
OK
Timely Lies
Timely lies
Come from the clear
Blue skies
Under the sunshine
And starlight
The created lies
Are shared
Part Concern
It was not the full
Onset of concern
That dawned on me
In the morning
It was the part
That imparted a certain
Uncertainty
So the fear came on
More gradually
Than before the time
When I felt like
I knew more
Blue-Eyed Worry
It was a blue sky
That reminded me
Of why my eyes saw
Brought me back
To uneasy memories
Unfinished work
A lack of mastery
So my blue eyed worries
Began to creep into me
One thought
At a time
The Polite Expert
All things held constant
As they are
Words are needed to soothe
The disruption
From a certain combustion
So the fuel can be expelled
With a polite expert
Weaving the words
Through a difficult
Narrative
To see what the future
Can hold
Unarmed
Am I prepared
For this life
The moments
That I fail
To see the hope
Amidst the sadness
When the focus
Is anything but what I want
To focus on
I need help in these times
When my unarmed eyes
Can’t see a way through
Morning Blood
At first sight
There was hope
But then blood was drawn
With one poke
Of the eye
With the social feed
Roaring with fire
And stoked wherever you go
There was morning blood
Drawn
Even if you didn’t
Know
Holding Hope
Even from the start
There was a burning light
Of opportunity
Of hope
So I hold dear to this
Belief
That better
Can come from
Good
And more can follow
Weak Profit
It was a weak profit
Year
So I was told
As the margins
Decreased
Beyond a certain threshold
So changes are coming
Down the line
I can see
There is hope in the corporate
World to return
To monopoly
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