Bombs Away

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.



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.