Wishing
Wishing
Wishing is for those who have screwed up
For those who have none or want more
The greedy the needy, that’s who wishing for but not just them but the broken and sore
The rich and the poor
That’s who wishing is for
Wishing doesn’t always come true but it helps
It helps calm your restless soul into slight beats of rhythmic concealment
Your body feels concealed from the hurt and pain of what you wish
To reverse
Wishing is for the luckless
The saints unholy
The ones who know they are on death’s row but will plead with any form of providence they know, to be let go
Wishing is for the broken of heart
Those who have nothing left
Those who are blind and deaf
Wishing is for everybody yet nobody, because there’s only one star in that sky and only one wish to be brought true
Wishing is the act of calling upon a star so, so afar to beg it to do the impossible
Wishing is for those who cannot fend for themselves wishing their situation would change
Wishing is for the deranged that wish to be welcomed into society or evicted from it
Wishing is for your grandfather lying in that bed losing that battle I wish he will be alright
Wishing is for her, doesn’t know who you are doesn’t know who she is, mama, it’s me it’s me
Wishing is the stuff of legends and fairy tales
Twinkle, twinkle little star how I wonder what you are or what you can do for me
Wishing is for those, those who cannot tell, what wishing will do for them
Wishing is the stuff of children
What children hope can change if they try to wish it away
In a way wishing makes us all like children
Wishing is for those who’ve been lost in the sand
The eternal sand of time
That has swallowed us up in the ecological
Demographic, political xenophobic
Society we exist in
Wishing is for those
Wishing is for those
Wishing is for those who can wish
Who have the will to wish
The will to keep going on
Not the weak soul
Who took his life
Because of teen angst or family strife
Not that his death is any less important
But that he wasted his life
Wishing is not for those who’ve corrupted the pure minds of children
With the racist, sexist, political crap
That they grew up learning
Wishing is not for those who have decided to change the world
For THEIR benefit!
Wishing is not for those who have not taken the life of a person but those have taken the life of a child’s imagination
The congregation
Who was brainwashed
The minds of children!
Wishing is for the broken and insane
The ones who own nothing
Yet own everything
Wishing is for those the children
Who believe
In the sanity
The sanctity of wishing
Not those corrupted by the political train we’ve all hopped in the hopes of getting off
In a better land
A land well funded
A land where we don’t
Need to be
Cowards
Wishing, is for those cowards
Who scream What If Instead of Why Not
The what if this coin is needed to help ME in the future instead of why not give this coin to benefit
Them
The one who needs it
Wishing can change your life
But how about wishing to help
Someone else