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Daphne Ryan Aug 2019
Crickets,
I heard their sound,
I felt the ground,
I smelled the sunflowers,
I tasted the coffee,
I touched the cats,

I needed some grounding.
Daphne Ryan Aug 2019
What are you afraid of?
A question,
We should ask ourselves,
Frequently,
Don’t you know?
It is fear,
& fear alone,
That holds us back from most things,

I know it is very likely,
I will let this fear,
Build up inside me,
Without questioning.
Daphne Ryan Aug 2019
Calm your spirit,
Acceptance is not so far away,
That’s all I have to say,
For now.
Daphne Ryan Jun 2019
There isn’t enough room some people will say,
As they do not understand,
Or empathize,
With the life that people have left,

For safety,
For sanctuary,
for hope,
For a life,
Leaving behind death,
They were only destined for,

How can you not believe in the better good for humanity,
Have you lost all touch with humanity,
Have you plead your pledge to declare complete insanity,

Inhumanity,

I swear by everything I believe in,
That this is most definitely a sin,
Where is the god above?
Declaring this a sin,

Christianity?
Pro life?
Where does this fall into place?
With all of the goodness that should be the human race?

I do not understand,
How safe and sanitary conditions,
Are so hard to understand,

This will only lead to,
Illness,
Cages,
Lead to,
Mental illness,

Where is the wellness in this equation,

I seek hope,
I seek justice,
I seek safe and sanitary conditions,

A sanctuary,
For all,

My ancestors,
I didn’t know,
But what I do know,
Is that they came here freely,
To start a new life,

To fulfill their dreams,
Their destinies,
To live a life they only wished for,
Without being turned away,
They were able to stay,
It should always,
Always,
Be that way.
Daphne Ryan Jun 2019
A master of this mad world,
For the flower bloomed on the saddest day,
To offer,
An ounce of desire,
For a happier and more content way,
Of living,
Without a burning fire of hate.
Daphne Ryan Jun 2019
A cloud shifts,
The sun shatters,

voluptuous,
And your volume hides away,

What would I be?
If you were never set free,
Among the daily rituals,
None possible,

If you were not captured in your prison,

I’d say you control your day,
Do not soar away,
This will not be taken lightly.
Daphne Ryan Jun 2019
Grazing pastures,
Your color uncovers,
Life under my feet,

Bare it all,
To absorb your special touch,
You stay,
Beneath the open sky,

To create a place.
For creatures,
To roam,
Below the tallest tree,

The ground where you grow,
Sprout up,
Sprout out,
Grow green,

The bottom is not that bad.
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