Busy in Wonder… #JC4PM

philosophy, Poem, Poetry, thoughts

A chance at hope,

a new deal for the downtrodden.

A chance for the maligned and forgotten,

smell the air of change a brand new promise.

 

Broken homes, broken dreams for a nation on the edge,

pain and turbulence, suffering and chaos, by design not an act of nature.

Opportunity stripped our systems rotten,

if all is broken we must look to economics.

 

War in foreign lands,

war on drugs…

a nation divided,

we must cease all the violence

and tackle the climate.

 

Time to march,

time to occupy,

time to vote.

Cash in on due change,

today’s the time for hope.

My Blessing

philosophy, Poem, Poetry, thoughts

Swallowed by darkness,

trapped in fear,Β 

fear of the darkness

I’d hoovered and hoarded.

Consumed by guilt,

by pain, the struggle of knowing

you made mistakes, took closed routesΒ 

that secured this lonely fate.

Until the day I were saved,Β 

the day you grabbed my heart,

the day you made me change.Β 

The day you gave me hope,Β 

the day my dreams replayed.

You gave me light and for that I give thanks,Β 

for fixing the brokenΒ 

and filling the blanks.