10 Years

 

 

At twenty-eight I’ve put away childish things.

I still believe that people get what they earn

and reap what they sow.

I still believe in fairy-tales, dragons,

and monsters in the dark.

I still believe in white knights and glass slippers.

I still believe in true love

and good conquering all.

I still believe

but in the past ten years I’ve learned

that believing something doesn’t make it real.

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The desire or expectation that life is to be lead with immediacy and moments are to be responded to instantly with little time for reflection, meditation, or the process of simply “being”.

Cry Just a Little

Today is one of those days that I wish I could cry.

Even just a tear or two.

It has to feel better than the heavy smile I keep dragging up my face.

Catharsis

I cry.

I weep.

I break

down and

I howl.

Rivers rush

down.

Then the waters

recede and

the fallow fields

grow green again.

The Chicken or the Egg

Sometimes I wonder which came first

The faith or the religion

The cause or the fight

The criminal or the cop

The rape or the apathy

 

Sometimes I wonder which came first

The chicken or the egg

And could one exist without the other

Because I, for one, would be happy

To spend the rest of my life eating beef.