we are

We pain
We change
We love
We lose
We hope
We despair
We laugh
We share
We argue
We fight
We break
We bite
We kick
We scream
We shit
We dream

We suffer
We cringe
We clean
We mend
We search
We find
We live
We shine
We carry
We score
We cry
We war
We bury
We waste
We fuck
We taste


We tax
We spend
We lie
We pretend
We recover
We recite
We pledge
We unite
We bully
We bleed
We bruise
We lead
We pick
We choose
We drink
We abuse

We wonder
We take
From slumber
We wake
Over time
We realize
We're out
Our minds
We haste
To replace
The friend
We disgraced
So jealous
We are
The competition
Selfie star.

staywoke

writer dreamer lover poet

as a
writer a
dreamer a
lover a
poet
i oft wonder if it were my
life’s purpose to
live in discourse in the
most correct way

foreign from the
typical routine others
enslave themselves to
committed to living from
paycheck to pay back and
monetary necessities

for i treat dollars with the same
despise some mother-in-laws
shade towards those not
worth the fruit of her labor

even at the bottom
mind aching with
regrets i still find love
feeling the warm
sun upon my face the
cool wetness of rain the
awe inspiring joy that singing birds bring
not a sad song but one filled with
green melodic cadences

what is the color of freedom
certainly not the
darkness behind
closed tired eyes and calloused hands
missing mesmerizing moments and miracles
occurring naturally around this

orbiting sphere who’s
center must certainly be
caring and generous enough to
sustain constant consistent
lack of appreciation and gratitude
side effects of hate greed corruption and fear

perchance the color of freedom is love
bravely loving enough to
unplug from the reddening madness of
routine and predictability and comfortable conformity and
live passionately as a
writer a
dreamer a
lover a
poet