2025.04.09

She was so smart, but could never understand how to be genuinely helpful,

For when you live as a walking memory, you will always be a judge and jury,

And if the recollection is twisted, always cling to a notion of superior recall.

He was so brilliant, but could never know how to be compassionately caring,

For when you believe you're an authority of knowledge, you are isolated by it,

And if the information is wrong, always be wrestling with creative evolution.

2025.04.07

I explode ephemeral, fizzling lightly a million ways out.

I crystalize weighty, diving fast into darkest reflection.

2025.04.05

For some, politics is just a game to play,

A competition to win for vanity’s sake,

And yet, they are the corruption within,

For they feel nothing but their own gain.

For me, I think of the souls who've needlessly died,

Of the friends who were unable to continue living,

Of the destitute who wanders the street ignored,

Of the caregivers struggling each day to provide,

Of the young who are abandoned with no future,

Of the old left to watch the newsman’s grim ends,

And our environments hollowed of all spiritual life.

My tears are not for the greedy powerful,

My joy I do not give to the undeserving,

My faith I do not offer to the visionless.