Yesterday serenity prevailed
and for a moment understanding...
I keep replaying
Scenes I swore I buried...
In villages where bread was thin
And grief still clung to door and bone...
Stopping for a rest
often has nothing to do...
It is a bright day, but the faces are sullen.
The wind changes direction every so often...
I’m done being nice about it.
You don’t listen, you just talk...
We danced around, way back when,
I would leave, but always came back again...
A perfect world!
Wouldn't it be nice...
A heart so full it spills
It leaks...
I am muting life it’s muting me
Echoes bounce where no one sees...
In the Mirror...
I am muting life
So life can mute me...