My finger is on the button.
Let me know when to press
it. One finger can change
everything. A single bomb,
when inside its proximity,
causes utter dysfunction
due to its mass destruction.
Leaving nothing but rubble,
a bomb will cause trouble.
When there is nothing left
but fragments of the past,
a thriving history surely
will not last. After a blast,
the surviving buildings
are just sad shadows cast.
Tell me when. I’ll press it.
When it is pressed, know
that’s when war begins
as peace is put to rest.
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The Open Road Manifesto
2/4 of The Driveway Journals
Enjoy my 6th Self-Published Chapbook. Love you all and keep writing!
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A Hollow Tomorrow
I will live today with thoughts of tomorrow; How I am feeling can change in a minute. I continue to walk as my memories follow and they will not stop until I am finished. I push on as I fight these demons- I do not show the scars I have. Tired and confused, I find the reasons for why I let these feelings pass. Today is the day: Yesterday was too. I waited and waited to see the sun. Blinded by the light in a sky so blue, I close my eyes before the day is done. I have 24 hours before my body reboots, before I have to start anew. I see growing flowers and hanging fruits, reminding me of the things I can do. I feel so strange, I must accept it. There is nothing I can do but let it be. I wander for hours to a place I fit: to a place where my worries run free. Today I am feeling the way I should and I must take it for what it is. I would not change it if I could because what I am feeling might be missed. It is a new day:Time passed on and how I was completeley went. I accept these feelings before they're gone; I value the day with no money spent. What I am feeling will go away - I must not dwell all that long. These feelings of mine do not stay as tomorrow plays a different song.