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Out of Control

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The world is out of control.
Sharp minds become dull.
Stress can squeeze the life
out of a soul. If there is not
a light in sight, just breathe.
Keep fighting; don’t freeze.
Know you can’t change
the direction of the breeze.
Sometimes, it’s better to stay
than to walk away and leave.
People are out of control.
There are more questions
than answers. There are
more songs than dancers.
Life is like rolling some dice.
It is hard to roll the same
number twice. Each day
is another opportunity to
encounter something new,
to reach a higher view,
to get better-looking shoes.
The puppet-master has cut
the strings making things
out of control. The guy
upstairs never stopped
shaking the snow globe.
When life is out of control,
the answer finds the soul.

Reflection 2.0

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I walk past a mirror,
and I stop in my tracks.
I look deep into my own
eyes and see a boy who
does what he can, a boy
making it work, despite
the absence of light.
I look into my eyes and
see a boy looking for
answers to impossible
questions. I am looking
at a boy doing his best
to remedy devastation.
I can’t tell if I am seeing
my own reflection or
that my reflection is
seeing me. I look a few
moments longer, studying
my face and its history.
There is a story to be told
in each smile and frown.
Before I break my gaze,
I remember all my days.
I wave to my reflection
and walk away from
the mirror, knowing
I have nothing to fear.

Wasting Away

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Days fly, and they don’t
say “hi!” or wave “bye!”
Days fade as memories
are made. No time to be
afraid. The world turns
just how a candle burns.
None of that concerns
me. I try my best to feel
blessed – to digest stress.
I try not to waste away,
but I must have my rest.
Like a car sitting alone
in an empty parking lot:
Sometimes, I’m all I got.
I am the bullet being shot.
Will I hurt or help? Die
or try? Crawl or Fly?
Should I wonder why?
Do I fall or do I rise?
Either way, I wont waste
time easily misplaced.
I choose to face the day
instead of wasting away.




Questions

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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?





The Bucket

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Today is just a drop in the bucket.
How full must the bucket get for me
to tip it over or to karate kick it?
There’s no telling the amount of rain
that will come. The drops will fill
buckets – faster than eyes blink –
but slower than brains think –
definitely faster than ships sink.
Today is just a drop in the bucket:
a drop sending ripples through
untouched waters I once knew.
Buckets hold life; we hold buckets.
That is something I cannot forget.