Return to normal?
Who has that power?;
To quell disease that now eradicates?;
To bring back lives since lost?;
To restore security in most anything?
How foolish to talk of such fantastical things,
When reality has been brutally clear,
This is the new normal,
My dear.
Tag: Security
Dull & Lame
Shit,
I may have messed it up
By trying,
By dreaming more,
I’ve ruined the design,
I’ve shot my foot,
For wanting meaning,
And not just economic security,
But there I think I’ve done it,
Done too much,
Ventured too far,
And you’re not disabled they’ll claim,
But here I am debating whether
I should try,
Or remain dull and lame.
The Way Opens Up
Without beckoning
Sometimes the way opens up,
The security you did not know you needed
Is gifted,
And suddenly burdens that pressed
Are slighter,
For something, somewhere, somehow
is looking out
for you
Plastic Soldiers
These were never
Your children to worry of,
Never your siblings to protect,
You have seen lives
As a petulant child,
Narcissism blinds your mind,
These were always just toy soldiers,
Cheap plastic to be used,
Abused
Put in harm’s way,
To show off to other children
“Mine is bigger, is better than yours”,
You were always the playground bully,
Burying toy soldiers in the sand,
In the dirt,
But you are just a child,
And they are toys,
No one was really,
actually,
yet
hurt
She of Letters 