Friday

Friday           2/13/2015

Type the words

And let them fly

Going where they will

And germinate where they land. 

But for those who hate the truth

The truth is hate

Because they prefer the safety

Of blame and falsehood.

But for us

We are stretched

Buffeted by obstacles

And chastened our mistakes. 

Nothing is forgiven

And nothing excused

As we hold ourselves

To the highest standards

Again and again.  

So look at the fools

Safe in their delusions

Sinking into insanity

And flashing their teeth. 

The world goes on

Shallow, dumb and fake

Humming itself to sleep

Pointless and weak.   

Hiding in the bushes

You can almost see

The stalking predator

Watching like an animal

To strike and kill. 

Unable to create

Or learn

And dependent upon prey

They gorge themselves on blood

Every single day.

Those who sleep

Are betrayed

Fed to the dogs

Dead in a dish.  

Others have lived

And others have died

So let’s make it count

And open up our hearts

For everyone to see.  

Let the words fall

Big as the sky 

Unmistakable 

And true.   

It may seem pointless

And it may seem dumb

But many are those 

Who sleep in silence

Buried in regret.  

It is better to try 

Than it is to sleep 

And even when wounded 

We can learn to smile.