No need to be caught up
when you can catch up.
No need to feel angry
when you are happy.
No need to stress out
when nothing is happening.
No need to reveal a frown
when the world’s upside down.
No need to drop heavy tears
when you think of past years.
No need to stare at the clock
when time is taking a walk.
No need to blast the past
when the future comes fast.
No need to be hard on yourself
when you can ask for help.
No need to quit the fight
when the finish is in sight.
Hey. You! Yeah! You.
Move. Take a step.
Take a chance. Move.
Buy a new pair
of dancing shoes.
Find a different
groove. Don’t be
afraid to lose.
When you play,
pay your dues.
Move. It’s much
better when you
get to choose.
Keep on dancing
for your love is
everlasting. Move.
There is nothing
for you to prove.
Many questions come to
mind – some with answers
some without. Questions
about life gives insight.
Questions keep most going
without anyone knowing
answers – How annoying!
Did curiosity kill the cat?
Did the cat kill the rat?
– or was it killed in a trap?
Did he get the promotion?
Has she found true love?
Did he lose control?
Has she lost motivation?
Did he find a purpose?
Did she make new friends?
Did he smile and pretend?
Has she reached the end?
Did he wonder when?
Did she live to the fullest?
Did he dodge her bullets?
As we know, breathing is a given right.
To stop someone from breathing means
to stop someone from living. We can’t
keep choking the air out of innocent
people – people who deserve better.
Think about those three words: I can’t
breathe. Does it stop your breath when
you think about those losing theirs?
To breath means to speak – to voice
opinions – to say “I love you”. Air
gets choked out of innocent lungs.
Let’s turn chokeholds into hugs.
Haven’t we learned that Mockingbirds
just want to dance and sing? Yet, we
still choose to harm them. All people
can’t breathe until they are set free.
Running out of gas, I keep going fast.
I chase this dream just out of reach.
This road grows longer. Will I Last?
I chase this dream, a dream I’ll seize.
Come closer to shorten this distance
between where I’m at and what I chase.
Come closer to tell me where you went;
I want to know which direction to face.
You still matter more than you know,
but I can’t show you how much I care.
You still matter no matter where you go
and I couldn’t stop even if I dared.
I chase this dream, but it changes often
and it grows larger each mile I walk.
I chase this dream that seems to soften
every time I try to talk.
I chase this dream until my legs fail
because I must live the dream I dreamed.
I chase this dream as time sets sail
because this dream is closer than it seems.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 