Collateral Damage

Don’t let others suffer
as your life buffers.
Take your energy
and create positivity.
Understand your pain
before pushing it on
others. Don’t let it
affect innocent subjects.
Manage collateral damage.
Control the toll it takes
on you and your soul.
The butterfly effect will
reflect the choices
you made and the games
you played. Be kind
because we cannot rewind.
Remind yourself to love
when push comes
to shove. Face the struggle
and learn to juggle.
Be fair and stern.
There’s still many
lessons to learn.

Hindsight

What was I thinking?

I’m not even sure that

I know the answer to

that question. Did I ever

mention that, no matter,

the intention, thoughts

become suspended? Days

of my past mix together.

Former ideas whirl around

like a reverberating sound.

I couldn’t tell you what I was

thinking. All I know is what

I was feeling. Hindsight is 20/20.

Some days were bad even when

it was sunny. I look back before

walking through the next door.

The End of Time

We won’t see the end of time.
Our time will end before
the earth stops spinning.
Life goes on. Every right
will be left to be wronged.
Every rhythm lives on
within each timeless song.
The end of time is a sign
that is out of our sight.
The end of time will not
present itself with or without
Mother Earth and her help.
The time we have now
is now the time of the past.
There is no way to pause
as moments fly by fast.
There is no effect without
cause. Life will surround
those up and those down.
The end of time starts
when our souls depart.

Day Ones

Shoutout to my day ones! They keep me grounded.
My day ones have been there; they have been
around. They were there to keep me safe – to help
me, even if it was late. My day ones showed me
a light that was kept from my sight. Day in,
day out, life became more important. Life
suddenly was a flame that could now be tamed.
In the midst of chaos, we would not focus on
the loss. We had fun with no attention paid
to the cost. My day ones are real ones. I know
I can count on them. They know I am there
for them, and I always have been. Day one:
our lives began. Then, we noticed the fast
hands of time. Now, we wish we can hit
rewind. Time’s flown, and my friends and I,
well, we are grown. Regardless, my day
ones may have aged, but our love for each-
other has come and has remained the same.

Be Kind: Rewind

VHS tapes. Timestamps.
Old footage. New smiles.
Old cars. More miles.
New styles. Old fashion.
New years. Old days.
Old views. New plays.
The VHS player
is a time machine,
and the tapes help
me escape. Years ago,
I wanted to grow
– get old. I was young.
Now, I got what
I wanted. I am older.
I put in an old tape.
I rewind it. I remind
myself of who I was
as I press play and
get lost in an old day.