Wednesday, March 27, 2013

sometimes Truth dies giving birth


Momentum assigned
Changing habits of the mind
All things in their time

muscles compressing
hearts keep churning blood and time
mind is staying home

One more moment gone
Compresses each memory
Time can heal itself

Projected a fear
Murdered possibility
Buried in a heart

Learning to unlearn
Living moments all are we
Then one day we aren't

Listening louder
Laundered livers lingering
Laugh love live learn leave

honor those we love
learn from past mistakes and laugh
so much yet to do

choking past regrets
destroy and begin again
suffocate the pain

spectrum of a life
how we see fuels what we feel
what is right, for whom?

acceptance of death
how we feel shapes how we see
what is wrong, for whom?

subjective justice
sometimes Truth dies giving birth
how to reconcile?

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