Sometime the best nights sleep comes

           When you spend the day being

                           Humble

                           Selfless

                           Helpful  

                        Sympathetic

The rain isn’t just for you
The sun doesn’t belong to me
We all grow from the same root
Planted in the soil beneath our feet
Though our flower may look different
It requires the same life necessities
In order to flourish, live and thrive
No matter how different we try to be  
Separation and division
Are man made realties
Sometime we just need to close our eyes
To blind us from these casualties
And prevent our heart from hardening
From the perception casted by falsities
Because the human truth is
We will all struggle to prosper in some way
If we don’t rally around community

You creep in and out
You often create doubt
Your symptom are often masked
But rear their ugly head unasked
You cultivate over time
Espionage on the mind
A Trojan horse to success
The rough edges of a otherwise fine line
You are present with no presence
Not easy to find
People often don’t know they have it
You are a bad habit
A savage for mankind

Satisfaction is an attraction
We romanticize in our mind
It’s feeling that is fleeting
So we chase it all the time  
It’s hard to pin point
Because the target moves
It’s often judge upon by our mood
It isn’t something we can choose
Success or failure is such a fine line

Satisfaction is a destination
Our mind natural drifts towards
It is the revelation
The heart often thirsts for
It serves to bring out feelings together
And it can last a moment or forever
It you are lucky enough to feel it
Make sure to stop and adore

Sometimes you have to swim
Into the waves
In order to reach your heights
So you can coast into shore
And live your best life

We live in a place with high taxes but low wages. Where people live in savaged places with no hope for the future and the look of despair on their faces

We live in a place with overpaid attorneys and under paid teachers. Yet teachers are responsible for the education of the youth that will one day run our nation

We live in a place:
With over capacitated jails, with vacancy open for kids who fail and have been failed by parents who didn’t reach them in time. As a result they’ve chosen a life of crime

We’re known as the land of the free, home of the brave, the place to be. However, we fail to mention the disparities that greet us at the door on a daily basis. Disguised as the sun, moon or fresh air. So we head out there thinking we can see the world crystal clear. This is a sign and we shouldn’t ignore it, because we can’t afford it. We’re losing souls at a rapid pace. Once they’re gone they can’t be replaced

She is a breath of fresh air
I’m drawn to her presence
With every inhale
I’m intoxicated by her essence
She’s a delicate waltz
Between complicated and sophisticated
Her purpose is never misunderstood
But often debated
She loves and has been loved
A curator of peace
A protector of hearts
Yet a fighter when tested
She is a breath of fresh air
And her beauty and smarts
Are well invested