Being Taught
There aren't enough file folders,
there simply isn't enough space,
In the human brain to contain the one too many APs,
the 3 clubs and all the sports techniques you need
But then you'll sit down with your long list
of superficial accomplishments and
your straight A report card -
still unsatisfied
While life continued, the days chipped by,
all the golden summer evenings and foggy mornings you missed.
the hugs from your dad meant for you
but given to your sister that you missed
It'll be a vicious cycle, you longing for perfection only to fall one step behind
You'll be a human ticking bomb without enough time.
The Earth is 6.5 billion years old,
an eruption waiting to happen.
it’s a race against existence
The difference between you and the face
you see in the mirror is nine mila seconds off,
It’s a race against your own reflection,
But is there going to be a day when you won't recognize your own face?
turns out you were running from yourself
trying to reach the expectations
everyone already pinpointed for you
You spent too much time running for the next thing,
that you left the now behind
I say amen even though I'm not religious
Amen to the song of life
b/c we often look for meaning as in a definition
a categorized radius
or some other god awful thing
when the meaning is to go with the melody
Slow down, and feel the synchronization of your heart beat
You robot through today, hoping for a better tomorrow
Step out - step away from all of the chaos
for a moment of eternity
envision Poseidon ruling the seven seas
envision Whitman's leaves of grass
the rhythm of raindrops against your foggy windshield
feel the ground move beneath your feet
the swift, smooth, soft
movement of inspirational ideas taking root
like tree trunks in your mind
I'm not going to stand up here and preach what you don’t want to hear
I'm not going to preach the secret of life you already know it without being taught