The World Goes Round & Round
Somewhere Over the Rainbow
I am not
preaching or ranting but there has been so much going on lately around the
world it amazes me why would anyone want to keep trying to survive all the
mayhem and destruction, the injustice is God listening?
The cries and moans of his women losing their children, men, father’s cradle empty arms. Are we so lost we cannot see the beautiful rainbow in between the hate and disillusion?
Does he see our innocence being lost on the cold streets
of the concrete jungle?
This cannot be
all there is to life…
Faith, love,
hope, peace, unity, justice, have just become words lost in alterations
I bow my head in
submissiveness wondering what is next, what is next, what is next….
Room 13
There is nothing about this
Room that holds
Memories of jubilant times
The walls shout out dysfunction
The floors cry from being stepped on
Furniture cowers in the corners from
Witnessing many nights of broken promises
Shattered reminisces of sordid colored walls