"The man who despairs is the man who has
dragged himself to his downfall"
Unequal Distributionlife is where the small get smaller
and the big get bigger
and once you are the smallest of the small
there's nothing
then what are you to do?
curl up and hide?
or try to get? bigger and lose?
either way you get crushed
Flying
he was flying
free
the wind buffeting
the burdens left behind
the tears hung still
in the air above
where was he going?
traveling to an easier place?
or leaving a place too hard?
was he searching
or escaping?
thinking
or not?
all he knew was that the pain was gone
for him.
police respectfully remove hats
as they visit
a middle class home
mother
father
brother
and a dog out the back
waiting to be fed
Responsibilityjerking awake to
the screaming
pleading cries
that is my child
sometimes I wonder
if there is a part of
me somewhere in her
instead of being just
a bundle of tears
that demands to
be fed
burped
changed
life is simple for her
as it used to be for me
once I too was like her
no responsibility, no commitments
life is simple for her
as it used to be for me
Endless cycle
memories
are of no more consistency than water
slipping and running
through the plug
which we do not know
Hopelessness
white
white as the crisp, clean snow
but even the snow becomes muddied
white
white as a young rose of love.
but even this beauty can fade
and wither in the
sun