The Wall

Up goes the wall

Ever higher

Ever wider. 

Higher, build it higher

Lest we see

Their pain and suffering. 

Wider, build it wider

Lest we hear their

Pained, weak cries. 

Faster, build it faster

Before my conscience

Tells me no. 

The wall complete

Is strong, high and wide.

Safely guarding mind 

From unwanted thoughts 

No word can penetrate 

No image floods in

Safe is my mind, safe from the world

Safe in my space, no one come in.

Safe, so safe, or the illusion thereof

Too far removed, too far to care. 


Two Worlds

I’m disgusted to know

That reality has shown

I live in two worlds

Queen in one, 

Pauper in another.

Queen Marie Antoinette 

“Empathetic” yet disconnected 

To masses who hunger, who suffer.

Oh they suffered such horrors.

It’s no wonder, no wonder 

They wanted her head.

As a pauper no better 

Is fate for the hated.

No voice of your own, 

No ear that will hear us.

So pauper or queen 

In the end it’s no wonder

That fate for the both

Ends in death, oh such candor.

Unwanted Delays

No matter how much we postpone

Time cannot be stalled.

The task must still be done

And it will cost the same

Of precious time gone.

Cost comes back to me alone

When on a day about us

I, by myself, am stuck in cold bright room.

Completing work that would’ve been done

On that night you said “Not now”.

Heart heavy, sleep deprived

Soldier on not sure how I’ve survived

Feeling so alone.

Daily Prompt: Mythical – We were too late

The news still shocks

Too bizzare to believe.

The accusation almost mythical,

Too many far too critical.

Though actions cannot be justified.

No one knew what you felt inside.

Now angels you made three new.

By your hand their lives you did subdue.

Perhaps in effort to protect

From cold cruel world that would neglect.

Whatever cause it may have been,

Tonight friends, family all weep within.


via Daily Prompt: Mythical

If tears could fuel adventuresĀ 

If tears could fuel adventures

Oh the adventures we would have had

We’d have traveled the continents 

Four times and back 

With a story like no other.

If tears could fuel adventures

We’d have gone to Mars and back

The pictures we’d take would be

Too  breathtaking 

To summarize into words.

If tears could fuel adventures 

There’s only one I’d want to take

Back in time to the moments 

Before the tears 

To that day of perfect bliss.