Be woke
over
asleep
at the wheel
knocking
down
trashcans
on collection day
turning
into
traffic
from misguided directions
jumping
off
cliffs
at unexpected curves
I would rather
be woke
over
blind
to life’s traps
Be woke
over
asleep
at the wheel
knocking
down
trashcans
on collection day
turning
into
traffic
from misguided directions
jumping
off
cliffs
at unexpected curves
I would rather
be woke
over
blind
to life’s traps
Unraveling in solumn shrouded solitude,We retreat behind white-fenced fortresses,Shielding us from outdoor connectionsWhere sidewalks could lead to friendshipsNow lost in the void of personal space,Where we wither and hide. Deepening divides cut deep into heart spaces,In public parks and squares where silence now reigns.Pulling us from shared spaces, computer screen’s glow,The virtual worlds offer solitary…
Truth isn’t fragile. Honest questions and thoughtful reflection are not the enemies of what we hold dear. They are often the very tools that help us learn, refine our understanding, and hold onto what truly matters with greater confidence. Asking why doesn’t mean destroying what is good; it means caring enough to understand it more deeply.
Cold winds blast from north to southForcing flight to toasty warm wallsWhat say we of those lacking insulated house?Cold winds blast from north to southWill our deeds of hands equal our words from mouth?Or do we extend shelter to only our own?Cold winds blast from north to southForcing flight between toasty warm walls
Temperatures will tumble, shift paint into snow, making morning commute, slippery and slow.
Embrace lifeAs Sunday morning bloomsConquering gloomWith dawn’s golden light. Triumph over shadowLet your spirit flyTranscending skyAnd earth below Let’s bury doom, grief and strifeAnd shout the shimmering storyOf newfound joy and gloryFrom embracing light
Dive into a world where each genre reveals a new facet of life’s journey. From the depths of horror to the heights of inspiration, these opening sentences of an autobiography invite readers on a journey through love, terror, redemption, and cosmic exploration, all bound by the thread of life’s constant revisions.