As this month draws to a close, I cannot help but wonder what’s next? That is a strange question to ask, but with everything that has happen I can’t help but ask. I do not think that is something that we can answer, nor is it something that we should answer. What is next is not meant for us. We will find out eventually, but with all the uncertainty out in the world, it could be hard for people to picture life past today.
Tag: amateur
Poem: I don’t know
Back to life as if nothing has change
Yet as I look around only dust and dirt remain
From the people that used to hang around the corner store
To the old man begging for change down the way.
You rush to check on your love ones
Then you remember that they are not there
The children are not running around outside
And the oil is no longer dripping from your uncle’s car
The shelter you hid in is suddenly gone
But there is a light that is shining bright over there
You see a familiar face that has been gone for years
When you touch her face it makes you feel real?
As soon as you turn your head, she is gone with the dust
Like the man down the street or the neighbor in the front yard
As you look around trying to see if this is real
You wake up and weep for things that has disappeared.
I just felt as if I needed to write something so I wrote this. I am still figuring it out.
The Storm
How many people have been through a storm? I am not talking about bad weather type of storm. I am talking about a life storm. I have been through a lot of storms in my life, but I would not necessary call them storms. I would call them turning points. The reason I would call them that is because when you go through a storm at the end of it is lesson that you would learn.
I would say one of the biggest storm I faced was in 2017. I will not go into detail about the situation, but it was something that I never though that I would experience. It seem as if every where I turn something unexpected would happen, and I did not know how to handle it, or if I wanted it to be handle. The situation was not dire, but it showed me that it was not all bad, and how to get through certain situations.
I am saying all this because one, there is storm in my area now, and that I could not think of anything to write. You just have to remember that after the storm is over, you will get to know the true meaning of the storm, and what it was meant to show you. It may not be the lesson that you want, but the turning point is the part that will leave you with an open opportunity that you might not understand.
Poem: The Same
Today everything was the same
I was brave
I fought the less fortunate
I was kind
Most importantly I was there
Today everything was the same
I was tough
I walked without a care
I was at ease
Most importantly I was there
Today everything was the same
I was flying high
I did my part to make everything right
I was here
Most importantly I was here
As always today was the same
I cried
At night nobody came to see why
Nobody called to check on me
Until it was time for me to fight
I was not brave, kind, tough at ease, flying high and I was no longer here
For the last time and the most important I was not there
Nothing was the same
Misconception 