Getting older
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In your solitude you hear the birds chirp,
The echoing silence of the afternoon serenity,
Makes your heart wants to weep for nothing in particular,
The destiny you trod has made you what you are today.
Teddy bears watch and lullabies play,
mother sings to me,
Her voice so soft and carefree,
life is so simple
eat, sleep and repeat.
Toddler years I'm like a bull,
When I got on my knees for church
And asked who am I doing this for?
When I watched a man die on the street
And wondered why anyone need be poor?
When I heard students cry out for peers shot dead
I want a refund
Is this what growing up looks like?
Chasing last week and
another robot sex club
Dear Hands,
I’m sorry for how I used to treat you,
Like disposable gloves.
Creating permanent reminders of what has been and was.
1. It’s okay to cry, don’t let him beat it out of you because if you hold those tears inside, they will eventually drown you.
2.Embrace the parts of you that are fearless-they make you strong. Don’t suppress that, own it.
You told me to be strong
To make my own decisions
Until my independent choices
No longer fit your selfish vision
But I have seen the truths
Its a creak in my bones that makes me shiver.
How hard it is to get up I think.
Was it always like this.
Was the sun always to bright,
to penetrating in my eyes.
I looked at my watch it was 12am,
a mirror caught my eye and then,
I saw crow's feet perched on each eyes flank,
a long grey beard and my eyes had sank,
I looked so old but felt so young,
I tell you all this,
Because I want you to remember.
My favorite food, my birthday,
What I did last December.
I tell you all this,
Because one day I'll forget.
What did I eat for breakfast?
