Akimbo ~ Philip Brent Harris
Way late on a west-coast afternoon,
I think it a month or two past June.
Could I succeed despite many tries,
When time crawls, when time flies?
No matter what we choose, decide,
Deal with some you cannot abide.
Relatives and some called friends,
You decide to enjoy it, or pretend.
The news grows scarier every day.
Pandemic mismanaged; we all pay.
We protest racism, seek evolution;
No-one acts like there’s a solution.
How is it, that we cannot see sense?
We ravage our world, any pretense.
Big picture so vast most cannot see.
Why does it appear obvious to me?
Am I anyone you’d heed; why bother,
When I’m saying this thing, another?
None, sharing only what I conceive.
Trying to explain what it is I believe.
Every once upon a time embraces;
No matter the trail any story paces.
Happily ever after, end of the world,
Death of a hero, the princess cured.
True of history as well as any fiction,
Eventual outcome inflicts restriction.
All open paths to our future remain;
If we screw it up, we can’t complain.
Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment
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