Yikes

Pick up the phone. Open Facebook. Yikes.
Face palm. Like, SMH. It’s alright to not
complain. Try to talk to someone with
a brain in their head without a phone
in their hand. Change of plans. Relax
your hands. Now, open Twitter. Yikes.
Nothing but litter. Open Instagram. Yikes.
Robots disguised as humans. Souls traded
for likes. Yikes. The internet can’t
be real because it doesn’t think or feel.
Yet, people that use it do, but they forget
what’s really real. What’s the big deal?
These words are real. They will live on
long after I’m gone. Pick up the phone.
Yikes. Put it down before you drown.


Stay Inside

It is hard to think
outside the box
when I must stay
inside all day.
I have been
staying still, but
my mind has
been racing. I
have to stay
inside until the air
clears on both sides.
I have nothing
but time to find
out more about
my life. I cannot
drive outside, nor
can I see those
who I love dearly.
On the inside,
I can drive myself
crazy or I can lose
my mind. For now,
I will stay inside
my home while
every memory
will be free to roam.

Reign, Reign, Go Away

The people have spoken; They’re not pleased –

They feel as if they’re not worthy.

The people are hopeless as their voices cease.

The people who reign are blind to the hurting.

The common person, the 99 percent,

smiles and suffers in strange ways.

High above, from where rain is sent,

an elite person creates the maze.

High on top is a life of comfort,

a place only some can go.

High on top, away from the dirt,

thunder reigns down to and fro’.

Under your reign, you create the poor

that leaves people asking for more.