Monthly Archives: May 2020

agenda’s

life contained in boxes of obligation.
regimented interaction.
and if –
by chance –
a tear appears in the fabric of allowed –
all accommodation cast aside.
 
what is it –
that you do –
elevates your who to platforms of suppose?
were we not formed as equal parts from the same mind that imagined all creation?
 
what you hold in your heart will just as freely fit in mine.
however –
words of contempt you allow freedom to escape –
like whispers that crash impetuously upon the shore of my content…
 
audacious –
your you.
self-contained within walls of presume.
 
all the while –
held prisoner behind eyes that appear to look,
but sadly –
 
cannot see…
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all that really matters.

if you believe you have no choice in matters that define acceptability –

you are wrong.

if you believe there is no reason to pursue change –

you are wrong.

if you believe it is the way it is –

reason notwithstanding –

you are most definitely –

wrong!

 

in a world that offers opportunity –

without penalty –

for coloring outside the lines,

how can you be content with palettes of defined similarity?

 

there is a book i read –

from time to time.

contained within the covers,

words that recreate my perception of who i am.

 

it seems i’ve wasted too much time imagining the who i’ve been instructed to become.

just another face lost in a congregation of desegregation.

and even with marked variance in religion and faith,

coerced into becoming accomplice to sin of indecision…

 

and there,

written with purpose from the author of my creation,

definition of my intent.

the words speak not to dreams nor concepts of suppose,

they humbly offer promise of accommodation.

no criteria of unrealistic expectation.

free allowance of unearned salvation.

unconditionally guaranteed.

if  you believe.

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indifference (revisited)

 

i listen to your opinion.

your words of implied autonomy.

i take into consideration your pronunciations of  presumed should.

what i hear,

instead –

invitation to imitation of intent.

 

how easy,

this manipulation of can –

evolving into could.

the obstacle,

however,

lies in the variance of vulnerability.

 

this life,

my friend,

magnificently manufactured scale.

and hard as you try,

regardless the weight of objectivity applied,

your up can never raise my down.

 

even the baggage of commiseration cannot balance the difference between your good intent,

and the indifference of my can’t…

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hypocrisy

words,
we offer –
 
prayers for forgiveness.
dialogue for recompense.
heads bowed,
unintentional act of respect –
eyes closed,
irreverent –
surely there can be no penalty of judgment –
for crimes we choose not to see…
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unbecoming

 

wanting more than less –

needing more than have –

i find my life in shadow,

standing still…

 

consumed by doubt –

entombed within the walls of disbelief –

i feel the madness creep

into my living,

forcing me to contemplate my fate.

 

do i seek refuge here

in dying’s harbor?

commit to nothing –

become un-done?

 

how simple then,

the letting go –

no need –

for need,

no longing –

to belong…

 

so sweet the peace that

must come with the passing.

so great the un-weight,

un-encumbered –

un-entwined –

the soul,

aged captive –

finally free…

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counterfeit camaraderie

 

what is it,

defines distinction between what we wish for –

what we dream about –

what we desire,

and what we actually receive?

 

so often we stumble upon others that seem headed in the same direction.

for a while,

the journey seems less difficult –

less lonely.

it’s during those times we tend to allow interaction without reservation.

we become so caught up in our own preconceived notion of camaraderie

that we open doors without contemplating the what if…

 

what if we realize we were merely filler.

what if we come to understand we really don’t hold elevation over anything –

merely option one step above probability of nothing?

what if we recognize the time wasted was never intended to actually matter?

 

i have no doubt tomorrow will arrive.

i believe the sun will shine –

even if wearing temporary distraction of clouds.

i know without the shadow of a doubt,

the God that created my situation,

will still control the outcome of my reality.

and even as i wrap my head around the truth that i am replaceable –

regardless my tenure in the temporary temple of companionship –

the cycle of life continues on.

 

i suppose there are things more detrimental than being alone.

i suppose there are feelings more cumbersome than isolation.

i suppose there is absence of life,

camouflaged indifference –

more counterfeit than simulated appearance of living…

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our soul to keep.

sometimes,

fewer is greater,

less is more…

 

decision made through indecision.

to decide not to choose,

is still making a choice…

 

and you there,

silhouette in the shadows,

mute?

or simply unaffected by emotion?

 

how pretentious,

dressed in your costume of presume…

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