Somewhere in the vast expanse--
Where the stars escape,
And matter dances to their disco light shows,
Where do dreams go when the magic dies?

Endless breaths
Chasing the ceaseless,
Nothing here remains constant.

Here among an ever changing cast,
A character sheet, with a font unknown
Translates love into these bones,
Sacrificed for a life that was once meaningful.

Empty space,
Like a void in the heavens
A place where angel voices do not carry
I won't hear you if you try to reach me,
Over and out, something grips
I'm bleeding now, wound caused a chasm.

In silent gallows,
Loose lips sink these surly ships,
Let me find peace in depths
Swimming to find the endless.

All that we are, that could ever be
Remnants rooted from deadened things,
Dust from the ashes of light
And we desperately want to burn again
Embers of a great flame, never dying
Phoenix down pillows, I don't want to wake.

Somewhere in the vast expanse,
Dreaming in the endless,
Chasing destiny as destruction fills the void
Delirium overwhelms me like overgrowth
I'm covered in the emerald, flowering.

Desire burns, I become, what was--
Fire unburdened, a star rekindled
So matter can dance as I shine.

Don't you wake me from this,
Let me cast the characters,
And live at last as I should, one among the many.

Where do dreams go when the magic dies?
Here inside the mind a void calling to the endless.

dear species
because you leave your porchlight on
in case someone visits and
lock your door in case they do

and because you grow flowers
on your balconies
and forget the names
of your neighbors

dear species because
you speak in apologies
for things you plan to do again
and dress your cruelty
in ceremony

and because you write history
in permanent ink
then hand out
erasers

dear species because
you measure wisdom
in years survived
but treat the aged
as inconvenience

and because you name nations
like they are gods
then worship flags
more than faces

dear species because
you build the theatre
before you write the play
and clap before the ending
just to be certain
someone hears

and because you lay bricks
over quiet
and call the wall
a necessary boundary

dear species because
you build schools to teach peace
and factories to fund war
and never once
see the contradiction
as anything but tradition

dear species
i regret to inform you
you are still
the punchline

What is the value of a life
Of a husband or a wife 
Of a daughter or a son.

Do these labels give value to one,
More so over the other?

Is a wife less valuable than a mother,
A father more valuable than a son?

Does value rise or fall
as one becomes another?

Surely every life can't be worth the same!
Can it?

 I wonder.
Is a peasants life,
of less value than a kings!

Or does Status, Creed, Race, or Color,
truly, not mean a **** thing?

It is true that I would place my
wife, my son, and my brothers
life over that of another.

But that value is given to them only by me.
No life is worth more
than any other in reality.

Yet until we can open
our hearts and minds to see.

The true value of life will never be!

Do you not agree that as humans , we naturally, all imagine the bad , expect the worst,  hope for the best? In a world without doubts of who anyone next to you is . It's up to you to prepare for the future. Cause even the smallest step can be the biggest stride forward.  Good or bad .