Hurt

Many hurt, but they keep
moving. They keep going.
Monsters lurk without
many knowing. Battles
are fought in silence.
Wars are won without
violence. Hurt riddles
the bones inside our
bodies. The hurt stays
close to remind all
that even the strong
fall. Hurt and pain:
it’s all the same. Rain
or shine, be glad that
another day came.
With all due respect,
we all hurt, in one way
or another. Don’t let
the hurt cut into your
joy. The hurt and pain
may never go away;
give yourself a break –
protect the happiness
the hurt wants to take.


Back Again

I will come back again.
Don’t worry. Be at ease.
Just because I am gone
does not mean you are
alone. You have people
who love you; you have
people who’ll be there.
One day, we met. Life
was different. For that,
I am glad. Life has led
us to each other. Again,
I will come back to you,
some way or somehow.
Now, I bid you adieu.
I will come back again.
I just wish I knew when.


The Answer

We search the earth
to try to find things
that remain hidden.
We try to stand up
when we stay sitting.
We chase and race to
invisible finish lines.
We need to remember
to check the time now
and again. We search
far and wide; things
we want love to hide.
We ask some questions
that don’t have answers.
The answer will come
before the day is done.