Some mornings in the mirror

As I sit and I reflect

The crystal ball may have the answers

For why I don’t see what I expect

Most days, I am the fairest

I don’t even have to ask

But somedays what’s in the mirror

Just appalls me as I pass.

I could refuse to take a glimpse

I could pass by without a peek,

Then, tonight I will catch-up

On much-needed beauty sleep

Lies

Ball face Lies

When people insult your intelligence with outlandish Lies

I hate Lies

You give them the Look

And then they give you the blank Look

Stop it. I know your Lying.

Walking into a thrift store and seeing toys I played with behind glass and marked as antiques.

The children I used to be a nanny for in my 20’s,

now they are grown, one is in the service, one is getting married and one is married with two children of her own.

I remember my mother complaining because she got an AARP membership letter at 50. We laughed and teased her about it. She barely made it over 61

and now I’m getting the letters to join.

Oh well the world has turned

And I did yearn for a life

But once I learned how hot the sun doth burn

I stopped in sadness and just let

Life

Go.

Don’t you remember the better days

The one’s where nothing seemed to age

But, when all was done

I made a run

And fell from heights unknown

From summer rains

To pure back pains

Time just wouldn’t stop

The lilac skies looked endless then

Yet, night always caught up to them

There are things you can not change.

Some things you wish to fix,

Some awareness you wish to raise.

All I have for you is this-

Our society is based not on your knowledge, but on your ignorance.

"Ignorance is bliss" they say...Well they aren't entirly wrong. Sometimes it hurts to be the enlightened one, the weight of the knowledge pushing down on you like a foot on a bug.

But screw everyone else. I'm okay with holding the burden for now. If my knowledge saves someone eventually, then it will all have been worth it. The Names, The Taunts, The Fights. Nothing will stop my pursuit of knowledge.

- A penguin, A victim of the world of darkness

“Just get it done.”, I say it a lot

No one seems to listen

It’s not difficult to plot

Look at the thing, what needs to be done?

Don’t overthink it

Simply look how it’s run

I’ve been doing this for others since I was a child

I’ve had it by now

Can I stop for awhile?

When you ask me to help you, I finish it fast

When I ask you

It’s too hard of a task?

Is it because you don’t see things as clearly as me?

The whole, not the parts?

The spaces between?

How can I explain it, teach it to you

Calm down and look

It's not that hard to do

I hear and acknowledge all the woes that you face

Life still marches on

It's a parade, not a race

So put one foot forward and the other besides

Don't fret and don't falter

Keep steady your strides

For we'll end up there one day, regardless of how

If you can't dig in your heels

Then get off of the plow