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lilah raethe Jan 2014
i want to humbly live
with the eskimos
or in a kibbutz or
in a time when
most of the people around
were nomadic
with no attachment
to a real home.
to a big home.

i wanna be
where people
live in huts
by the sea
i wanna wake up
and see
palm trees
i don’t care
if i slept on the beach
the night before;
i realized last night
in my bed
that i’m always
where i’ll be.

right here.
i wanna wake up
and see
something
beautiful
i don’t want
beautiful
to be a ghastly
rendition of
“luxury”
i wanna be free
like what a bird is
to the wind

i wanna dig in
to the roots
of where i
come from…

…where we all
come from
i’m gonna
remember
what it’s like
to be one


somewhere
down the line
we lost the fact the
earth is our home
i don’t
wanna wake up
groveling
by my marble topped
counter top
weeping
because the red final
notice form
says to me
i’m leaving
that is not beautiful
did nomads even
know
that feeling?

i’d rather deal
with illiteracy
over our raging prideful
human stupidity

i wanna see the people
rise
instead of claw at the
quiet desperation
eating at them raw
i wanna see the people
love
like they don’t know
what greed looks like
like they could get up
and get their waiter
a drink

ever think of that?
let’s get her
off her feet
let’s make it easier
for her
instead of harder
where
can we meet
in the middle?
when can
we shine
the black mans
shoes or kiss
the land of
the pyramids
when
can we bring it
all in?

what happened
to the Brotherhood
of man?

what happened
to man?
we are not
the nomads;
we are a
whole new
species…
we are not
the same as when
we were young –
when God created us
out of universal will to become
before we found out
what greed felt like;
we are not the same
jeez
how we have changed the game
lilah raethe Jan 2014
we have to realize our ideals shape our world
change our consumption fueled
capitalist mindset
of oppression, poverty, power
and aren't we all human?
why tear down other nations?
why tear down the trees,
Mother Earth - the heavens?
will our greed end?
we create our greed and why?
we can create
all we dream -
we have power, we have steam
we are trains,
imaginatively stuck to rails
of society;
what will i be?
will i marry?
will i have money?
when we are truly
h o v e r i n g
there are no chains
no restrictions
to our peace, serenity,
wholeness, oneness.
the only question
we need ask is:
will we be happy?
or
are we creating a world
in which our children
will even be healthy?
i fear.
i fear for the lives of many.

will we realize our power?
we must
for we are shifters
we are dreamers
we are artists, creators.
we are angels;
we are alive.
lilah raethe Dec 2013
love the way you snap your fingers
and never whispers
love the soft feel of your hair
and the urgency in your lips
love the way you do what you want
and never sway to someone else's beat
love that you are firm
and stick to your beliefs
love that you can let me go
and force me to remember:
love is fleeting
lilah raethe Dec 2013
it is not possible
for the days to blend
together

as each moment
is fresh
like fresh cut leather
(no wait, fresh cut leather
would be animal skin-)
so fresh
like the wet cracked sheet
of something beautiful,
molded around
the frame of a drum.

remember how
you made them in memory of her.

each second is a new formation
of destiny

remember how the rough, wet gravel
felt between your toes?
how the surprise rose
from your mothers' throat
when you said "i'll do it!" took off
your shoes, rolled up your pants and stepped
- without inhibition -
into a crate of mud, rocks, cement
remember
how you made wine
beneath your clumsy feet.

what a strange feeling, forgetting;
where is it
going?
let the essence of those memories,
of the things that make you
who you are
echo through your eyes
in conversation.
forget instead,
the unknown. coming. forget the question.
for in forgetting you are lost,
you are found.
in forgetting,

you

just

are

and that is the ultimate answer.
lilah raethe Dec 2013
I watched you walk away
Like I watched the storm bubble;
Menacing
Like
I couldn't escape the
Inevitable:
It was going to rain
lilah raethe Dec 2013
i know
that if i spend my time
waiting
for my phone screen
to light up
then i am so disconnected
from the moment

and that scares me
because ultimately
i want to move about the moment
with the grace and ease of a bird in the sky;
there is nothing
and no one
tethering them
to anywhere.

what else
does freedom
look like?
lilah raethe Dec 2013
WAIT, DONT GO

because of her
I know I am worthy
of love

I know there are
people out there
who might sometimes wanna
push me up against
bathroom stalls
or concrete walls
and wrap their arms around me

I will never
understand
why.

but I understand
it is possible
and I understand
because of her.

WAIT, GO
IF YOU NEED TOO
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