The Roaming Poet

The problem with today Exists from yester's day "I wanted better for you" Turned into  "What more can I do?" At the expense of our very selves We've left our morals upon the shelves With reason & logic a fleeting past History no longer reminds but rather fuels Closed-minded or bigot The name calling spigot Is this what we are How long will it go this far? All accepting and welcoming  Doesn't seem so inclusive if you're not group damaging Traditions aren't outdated Solid beliefs don't signify shallow What's thrown us to this hatred? Our grace has gone hallow Can we not love with open hearts And recognize different starts It's where we want to finish together So stop tripping each other whether We see the world the same or not This isn't the fight we want to have fought

Forced words carry the weight of the ever most meaningless fate If words don't follow, then fill them in Capable are we to bridge the gaps Not asking for validation or avoiding condemnation but simply turning on the beacon so that your eyes can see that they serve you purpose Let the words you read fill your gaps and quench the longingness you've felt Each syllable your silent voice speaks Connects you closer with humanity's peaks Sooner are we to see that you and I and he and she Are all just part of the bigger We.

For some or most Just read this post To find whatever It is you need Good or bad We'll wait and see But what is had For each will be Cannot be said One way or so Stay or go No soul is dead