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45 · Jun 2020
2:11am
Pluck Jun 2020
Close your eyes & your mind keeps going, racing thoughts aren’t a cruising feel.
We do everything to win & feel as if we’re losing still.
I Hope everyone knows what it’s like to need It off your chest.
Every night I go to sleep but I rarely get to rest.
Pressure added on top of the pressure I put on myself.
Being labeled selfish when my energy goes to helping everyone else.
So many I love struggling, I feel guilty Every time I smile.
Quarantine? some of us been alone. some of us been wearing masks for awhile.
The type of money to help everyone I can’t make It.
My brother, my best friend don’t love me no more & I can’t take It.
My mom grieving & I cant hug her, I can’t hold her.
& if I tell her how I’m feeling that’s just another bolder.
I keep It inside because I never want to scare anyone.
Just know if it’s been hard, you’re not the only one.
44 · Jan 26
Less is more
Pluck Jan 26
The irony is that the more intelligent you become, the bus becomes shorter.

For you’ve never met a wise man who was also a hoarder.

The path to any goal is simply getting the knowledge then learning what to discard.

You see knowing what to keep is easy, It’s what to cut out that’s hard.
42 · Feb 25
Scientific Atheists
Pluck Feb 25
Why are a significant amount of scientists atheists? This is something I ponder.

Now as a Christian, other Christians would ironically advise me to toss the baby with the bath water.

It’s an extraordinary question because the intelligence much of my academic heroes posses,  can’t be faked.

Yet, they seem to argue that if they can reverse engineer the recipe to your cake, this confirms your absence when It was baked.

My inquiry is not for division, quite the opposite, Jesus asked the disciples to gather the most diverse groups they could muster.

How is It that the most mathematic souls on earth are not noticing this obvious statistical cluster?

Statistically, such a distribution is nearly impossible by chance.

It seems to be more evidence that ego can’t coexist with faith, acceptance of God is a contradiction to the belief your mind is the most advance.
39 · Nov 7
Share a Mirror
Pluck Nov 7
While depth is added to my humanity, my individuality withers.

The parts of life I despise most, are just mirrors.

Our politicians only repeat what we yearn to hear.

Man correctly imagined the economy, then incorrectly imagined he could steer.

I guess, pandora boxes were never designed to be closed.

How could we with 8 billion? humans can’t be controlled.

To hate the music is to hate the consumers I love so dearly.

To run from technology is to flee from those I want near me.

I love people, breath, and life. I hate how we do It.

We all in stand in front of a mirror, unable to see through It.
36 · Jun 2020
On Notice
Pluck Jun 2020
I’m living a life where we sure to treat everyone equal.
The only people who’re less are men who don’t treat & view women as people.
If you a man & don’t understand your woman then you need to ask her.
You don’t have to be a surgeon to cut out the cancer.
Seeing something funny & opening your mouth can be just as easy as laughter.
If the wrong person in my cabin, the tires screeching shortly after.
It’s usually the people who don’t reach their goals that do the most reaching.
Noticing it’s Loving women that do the most teaching.
View how much I love my mother, I love my woman, I live what I believe in.
Be careful who you’re around. Be careful what you breathe in.
34 · Apr 15
Belief Chief
Pluck Apr 15
Belief is an itch that urges you to scratch deeper than the surface.

Imagination and dreams are God’s chosen method to present before us our purpose.

For how could anything that doesn’t require faith ever be exciting?

Greatness is just like a destination wedding, few make it though a myriad were invited.

My beliefs drove me to madness, but, anger is something you only feel when you’re certain you’re right.

One cannot be one foot in, one foot out, Delta only makes profits when there’s a full flight.

Those who think they do, are the ones that belong.

In my head, I’m tormented by one single song.

“I believe, I can. I believe, I will. I believe, I know my dreams are real.”
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