August

WATCH ME TAKE YOUR HAND

You keep fighting as if you’ve got strength

You refuse to admit your weakness

People see your flaws flowing

They think you’re failing.

 

But I defend you with my many words

Hoping to clear shame from your world

Stop hiding behind the curtains

Come with your stains and stench.

 

Life still has more stars and moons

Night won’t crush you unless you brood

Watch me take your hand

Let them know I’m your friend.

June

UNSPOKEN RULES OF OUR PORTION

Often too quickly the new becomes old
A beautiful story is no longer told
The crawling toddler is now a limping aged
The sunrise has soon returned to bed.
By days or moments, we stay locked out
Shielded by something raw and round.

Like a tyrant wielding a rod
Ready to whip one that runs
These rules bend us, break us, belittle us
They tell us the things we can’t want
They remind us of our disabilities
As if humanity shares not one disease.

They are codes, invisible symbols
Crafted into people standing by walls
Staring at you with the corner of their eyes
Ready to drill you till you pay the price
We soon cower under their gaze
Too frightened to try to win the race
So we accept in simple resignation
Our million doses of painful portion.