Disconnected the more we’re connected
Our children are affected and feeling neglected
While our rights to privacy are no longer respected
An idea our ancestors never projected
The transgressions of technological progression
An obsession creating social oppression
A Millennial’s iDol, a prized possession

The heart beats slower laying down
Weight of grave dirt heavy underneath
Sleep of the dead being a rapid rest
Fills the now with purposeful breath

Time, it's flying like a freight train.
No need for tracks, it continues running.
Rocketing forward, flashing by.
It continues on and on.
We can't stop it, even for a second.
It’s unstoppable yet undefined.
No matter how much we try,
It continues on.
Time.

my daughter and her friend
scream and laugh
watching a scary movie.

i listen to them.

a moment of heaven
reverberating
through the universe
of our brief lives.

a moment when the struggle of life is forgotten.

The worst kind of storm the thunder storm.
Because of the Lighting could strike anywhere.
While it is also noisily because of the thunder.
The same with life storms because it is silent.
While the thunder is the voice of the evil one.
Trying to take your focus off of the Lord God.
Just like the thunder storm there is a rainbow.
It signify the true Hope of the only one whom can save.
That is the Good Lord Jesus the Christ our God.