My rose colored glasses

Are tainted by

Societal 

Standards

age influences perspective

like inflation

why does it take a god to give us meaning

not to suggest there isn't

but in a gift of free will

aren't we asked to give meaning to our own?

it snowed then rained 

i shook my head

and cried

salt hit the ground

dissolved by water  

pure white

baptized by compassion

no ashes in the fire   

lies with no commitment to history

practice now to capture and communicate our truth

not complexity induced ignorance

but automated apathy

inject some formaldehyde into the digital decaying record of life

we need some mummy wraps for this knowledge.

i am but a drop

hope in the shadows

desperate for the warmth

to raise me up 

passing through, refracted

this little light of mine

seen as a rainbow

for all that it is

Not self sufficient

We rely on the sun

What do we rely on from outside the solar system? Is it too far away?

From afar the explosion of a sun is beautiful... Up close it isn't...

what point is a sticker 

never removed from its backing

displaying your ideals 

a poem never exhaled

my shame strokes my ego

and i fear you will call it art

Pain should be expressed

Macho thinking is that pain should be overcome

Are you scared?

Yes, because of the impaction of your question

Are you layering a theory over blinders

Or are you pealing back

Raw and  exposed

Let my building burn

We can rebuild a building

We cannot bring back the dead

Does my angel have angles

Or is my angle that im an angel

polite society 

teaches me only to rage

They sing

In their pain

I hear poetry

They echo oppression

Beauty isn’t always desired

Men are trash

this is why I have to take out the garbage

talking home chores and being an accomplice for social change

Is it tomorrow or the end of time?

fast fashion

if i wear my 

heart on my sleeve

will future generations

forgive my environmental impact

--- 

if i wear my heart

on my sleeve will the future

forgive my impact

Remember never is a long time

Never again

Did we just mean there

Did we mean only on our current watch 

Let the wild rumpus begin

Shall we assemble a puzzle

There are no rules here

We will find our order in the chaos

We paint with our own light

Refracting senses experience our truth