Be ye not conformed
the trivial things of life
instead, be renewed

There is no respect
in fear, rather compliance
Respect comes in love

Little girls grow up
with their mamas
and they love them
for the rest of their lives

little girls
all grown up
will someday lose
their mamas

but mama
I'm not all grown up
so why
do I have to lose you?

listening to songs
drifting on particles
experiencing emotions
as art
to be created
lyrics speaking
of real moments
moving
to be human (sometimes isn't easy)
suddenly it’s raining
or the sun is pouring
up
present in existence
feelings spilling
souls releasing words
in letters
in prose
dare to compose
something sublime
a heartbeat
captured for all time
inspiring truths
your own words
spilling to the page
spilling'
from the cage
released & flying
not to downfall
down
where did they come from &
where will they go?
spilling'
up
letting go
releasing in words