The world is never satisfied
When living where the hope has died But there’s a choice; I have a voice My smile lives where I have cried. All this can be a cured disease And here I am now on my knees So with my soul, I take control Until the world around believes. I won’t control or state command I’ll lead instead of darkly demand With turn of phrase, simply amaze Horizons greatly now expand Faith has wavered; terror abounds A challenge in all that surrounds Then conforming? Now performing? The choice left us now confounds. Choosing sides, we view each token Each decision leaves one broken Humanity? Insanity? Now uncertainty unspoken So we must ask ourselves what’s right. For inner peace, our guiding light With objections, imperfections, Drives us towards the noble fight. You call me crazy and naive. I do not stand here and deceive. I only manage every damage So I can be here and believe. That we’ll find peace and still be free Although we may not all agree The world around on common ground And I believe it starts with me. So do my best; nurture my soul Prepare myself; this title role Hands are steady; I am ready. Head held high; I’m in control. One life to live; cannot regret The memories we can’t forget. The years surmount; so make them count. The game of life: Russian roulette.
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Julie WestphalAuthor, Poet, Dreamer Archives
February 2024
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