really so easy
to paint each other black and white
while staying sequestered
in Black Friday's & White Christmases
knowing only our own
truths & unfulfilled wishes.

bridge between lands  
though ages it stands  
conquered and divided  
whenever will this strife end?  
  
mount the Sinai just to see  
port ships charting their courses
for snakes to feed
on its rich resources.  
  
it is but a peninsula  
to be used as a bridge  
while watching the cinema  
with equal leverage  
  
the light and the glory  
our hearts must fill  
not stuck in our heads  
fighting over God's will  
  
who divinely bestowed  
for kin and for foe  
instead it's become  
a playground of 
perennial sorrow

staples of celebration
yet worlds apart
in matters of liberation

was there long before i was born
to parents who never wanted me-
let alone each other.

my sadness is the blue yarn
woven through the grey tapestry-
snaking its way in and out but
always there through it all.

my sadness is known by many names
and has been my only friend-
my only constance.

it dances with the others
that live in my head
to ease the burden
of its sister-
loneliness.
- - -
when I don't hear from them,
all I see in their place is
emptiness.

We are plagued and poisoned
by the big G & C- Government run by Capitalism.

In a world where we fight the images of ourselves and each other to attain CEO-status and Land Rovers,
-to make something of ourselves worth being.
The closest we get? Becoming the land rovers yet stuck inside with the comforts of our baubles.

How can we fight to become when we don't know who to fight? What is it we must become?

A new ad sells a new vision of freedom and authenticity.
And we give them our money in exchange for
healing,
feeling,
and maybe eventually
being.

Just like the fad they create
We are left desperate
To find the answers
to questions they distract us from.
- - -
We mean well but
it doesn't resonate.

the nameless faces
and shapeless places
they remain
forgotten times of past and present.

days grow, and i've come to resent
all that's around me
and all that i surround.

akin to reading a book with no ending
or a movie with no beginning
- - -
i'm lost
and i've lost
sense of meaning
which i never had
to begin with.