Sunday, June 4, 2017

crumpled


many lives you
have taken.
blood flows
in the wake
of your hatred.
tears trail close
behind the misery
of your deeds.
crumpled bodies,
hearts and lives
trampled.
this is the path you
have chosen to
forge.

life means nothing to you
as you bask in the results
of your misguided ideologies.
but where is the logic,
for without the life you
were given,
you would not be here for
those ideologies you
embrace.
in life,
you take life
sometimes your own
but always others.

do you ever slow down and
ask yourself,
simply,
why.
really look inside the emptiness
you aspire to.
there is a heart in there,
an innocent child you
once were....that
still lives within who
you think you are.







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i am older than dirt and proud of it!!!! i have managed to incorporate my eternal 60's nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga, the beach, waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. i have added sketching, watercolor painting, and photography to my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance. P.S. all painting, poems and photographs are my originals karen Lyons kalmenson