so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens

Words... Words... Words...
You pollute the air with facts
Trivia, facts, retellings of stories
Already familiar to us and to them.

Sound... Sound... God Awful sound...
Like every moment needs to be saturated
With clanking or yapping or recitations.
If only I could speak just for the ability to ask you

To Please... Stop.. Talking.

If God exists,
I’m going to hell.

If God doesn’t,
I’m already there.

Welcome to society,
We hope you enjoy your stay,
And please feel free to be yourself,
As long as it's in the right way,
Make sure you love your body,
Not too much or we'll tear you down,
We'll bully you for smiling,
And then wonder why you frown,
We'll tell you that you're worthless,
That you shouldn't make a sound,
And then cry with all the others,
As you're buried in the ground,
You can fall in love with anyone,
As long as it's who we choose,
And we'll let you have your opinions,
But please shape them to our views,
Welcome to society,
We promise that we won't deceive,
And one more rule now that you're here,
There's no way you can leave.

By
Erin Hanson

Words are not weapons,
And this is not a war.

I see you.
I see the real you.
I see the real you no one else sees.

Because you wear a mask.
You wear a beautiful, deceiving mask.
You wear a beautiful, deceiving mask but you forget,
     I can see you.

Why can't you see me?

I want to swim in an ocean of logic
and love with abundance of feeling.
But love doesn't come easily
to those who think (maybe too much).

And heartache comes slowly
to those who are slow to fall in love.