Colourful masks
that scare the viewer.
Dreamers wander
unsure of the meaning.
Secrets scattered
the truth will not be found.
Not by the ones
whose memories are long lost.
Colourful masks
that scare the viewer.
Dreamers wander
unsure of the meaning.
Secrets scattered
the truth will not be found.
Not by the ones
whose memories are long lost.
A holiday special.
Thanksgiving will pass.
Easter far in the future.
Ramadan is a fasting feast.
Solstice breathes new life.
Mawlid el-Nabi read the teachings.
Hanukkah lights the candles.
Zarathostht Dios remembers the end.
Rohatsu meditates on the spirit.
All ways to be faithful.
Christ preached tolerance and acceptance.
Accept the blessing my friend.
Any knowledge is good knowledge.
Curiousity is not what killed the feline.
Ignorance is numbing and not bliss.
But the truth is warped and twisted.
Closed minds refuse to see what is open.
So what is called fake needs to be inspected.
Funny how these days we live in a world of easy access
and yet live to lock ourselves
in our very warm blanket of small comforts.
Upon understanding
why
the feelings of worthlessness
flood in.
Yet, you are not to blame.
Guilt has no place here.
It will try to have you blame yourself
for all the wrongs
that you could not control.
As for the ones you could,
mistakes are for learning from
and then
moving forward from there.
The tears still come
but I am not ashamed of them.
I can sympathize with his state
and the unnatural pressure
he must endure
as we figure out what is causing
his pain.
But when he describes the symptoms
all I can do is giggle
and tell him
every single eighth month pregnant woman
knows exactly how he feels.
Give or take the pain.
For those with a cold.
The opposite of karaoke.
Good publicity.
Bad publicity.
Any publicity.
Scandalous decisions.
Who remembers
who sang the songs
behind the faces presented?
Does anyone really care?
Crisis averted.
Hospital trip not necessary.
Diagnosis understood.
Dietary changes enforced.
Unhappy but alive.
He still breathes
but now without pain.
Still I tease him.
That he just wanted to see me earlier
than usual this weekend.
Things go from bad to worse.
What will happen next?
Now what will I do?
Where’s the next meal coming from?
Who is still my friend after all the shouting?
Are the neighbours going to hate us?
Can I still be a good parent?
Or am I destined to be guilt ridden for the rest of my years.
A change of lightbulbs.
A different set of eyes.
Glasses that are clearer.
Opening the heart to listen
for not all that is seen
is what should be perceived as truth.
Warm blankets
Hot cup of coffee
or tea
or hot chocolate
or anything warm to wrap your hands around.
Going outside
into the snow
and the
Brrrrr
cold seems unreasonable.
Inside is nicer.
Fuzzy socks are on the feet while under the blankets.
Here is my paradise for today.
Sipping my steaming hot drink.