Some days you have no energy.
Others it is simply motivation.
Most worrisome is when the two combine.
Going back to bed is not always an option.
So on the good days
Do what you can and hope for more of them.
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Rockets
Space exploration tools.
Candy that not everyone likes.
Stones that are it!
A band of singers I think?
A propulsion unit designed to go faster!
One day – our home?
Repeat
Patience tested.
Tolerance surpassed.
Annoyance levels elevating.
Memory problems?
No, I have trouble explaining the same thing
over
and over
and over
again.
Thought Processes
Get up.
Make a coffee.
Wander around kitchen.
Do a few chores.
Hope inspiration comes.
Finally return to the screen.
Write something?
Hope it is good enough.
Ignoring the Ignorant
Some people don’t want to listen.
They refuse to see other points of views.
Much of the time you can ignore them.
But what happens
when they get into the position
of making the laws that govern you?
How many times do we have to have history repeat itself?
Slave to the Routine
It doesn’t matter what time you went to bed,
Partying all night long.
It doesn’t matter what you feel like.
Hangover or not.
All that matters is that you wake up on time
so that the cats can be fed.
Plastic versus the Environment
We all want a healthy planet.
Future generations depend on us.
Yet health choices force us to sterilize everything
and place food, medicine and almost everything
into plastic wrapped single use containers.
So how do we help the environment
if we can not avoid
the tremendous usage of this plastic?
We have learned caution in our wearing of masks
yet we still have disposable ones.
What threat is greater?
Our loss of healthy societies that can function?
Or the loss of our planet?
To trust or to not trust
Are you willing to take the risk?
Is it in your best interest?
Do you think you can handle the consequences?
If only you knew the expiration date!
Addiction
I’m a bad person.
I have an assiction.
It causes me to withdraw from those around me.
It makes me irritable should I not get it.
I’m a bad person.
One who has poor impulse control.
Yet my addiction is always accessible
and according to those around me
I should be the one in control.
I’m a bad person.
Hippopotamus
I don’t want a hippopotamus for Christmas.
I don’t want a hungry, hungry hippo.
I don’t want to watch the birds ride the hippos back in the river.
But mostly I don’t want them to fart when I’m at the zoo after they’ve just eaten.
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