A soft breeze blows rustling the leaves, Seeming to shush the world.
All is still, obeying the command, And all around is at peace.
I plowed on even though something inside was telling me again and again to turn back. Then the end was in sight - the portal was within grasp. Standing tall and proud as I gleefully stride down its glowing thoroughfare. Though there are few, I hurt them more than they deserve;because I hide, I fear being alone but I always leave them alone. We are the kids – beautiful blank canvasses ready to receive the joy of life.
But, slowly, a gleaming light of hope crossed my vista beckoning me home. Smiling at the diverse and playful changes that cross my pathway. We are the kids – hope & love consuming our souls, grasping at the shiny & new.
The questionably understandable nature of it’s conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction .
The enigmatic consciousness of it’s relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience.Two years have passed and I am not lazy, nor small, The fish has grown, and it is indeed gold, But it doesn’t jump, it swims and flies, They failed to notice, we are not made out of a mould.Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form .Robert Frost once talked of taking the ‘road less travelled’. When the time came, I blindly went and took the safest road. The soul bruised, battered and exhausted at every infrequent stop.It was not apparent then that in this venture there was a bleak dead end ahead. If so, then I'd rather face the blue skies, all the gazes, I'll feel them all, and I'll remember how I hate them.Degenerate in decadencethe ailing eagle flies;in spirals of irrelevancethrough clouded toxic skies…Diversity, diversitythe Left defines your terms –the weakened body politicgrows sicker as it squirms.Oh Lord we need a miraclebefore the patient fails;celestial intervention pleaseto purge us of what ails.Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility .Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus .Diversity, diversity We shall not overcome –Unless the Lord reveal His wordtwixt here and Kingdom Come…We were born in different shapes, colors, and size Not a single embryo was able to decide their DNA or blood type But that shouldn't make us less humans than the others It's the diversity that makes us exquisite and beautiful Break down the stereotype that beauty is fair skin,that beauty is a skinny and blonde-haired ladythat beauty is wearing clothes with branded labelsthat beauty is applying tons of foundation and mascara Who are we to determine the standard of beauty, anyway?