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You seethe to know the end,
But breathe and try to comprehend,
That the ripples you create
Reach heights so great
And never really end.
If you knew all the answers it would ruin you, My friend.
So go and throw the stones you throw
And plant the seeds you wish to sow.
But I just wanted you to know
That consequences grow and grow
Like waves from caves the sea-wind blows.
So when you yearn for me,
Discern from taking life so seriously,
When I am altruistically
Observing you,
Indifferently.
To learn from your mistakes
I must forsake you
Just occasionally.
After life, you'll rise
And find I did it all to make you wise.
It isn't that I couldn't
but I shouldn't
Answer all your cries.
From your despair you learned to care,
Your soul repaired,
From your demise.
But breathe and try to comprehend,
That the ripples you create
Reach heights so great
And never really end.
If you knew all the answers it would ruin you, My friend.
So go and throw the stones you throw
And plant the seeds you wish to sow.
But I just wanted you to know
That consequences grow and grow
Like waves from caves the sea-wind blows.
So when you yearn for me,
Discern from taking life so seriously,
When I am altruistically
Observing you,
Indifferently.
To learn from your mistakes
I must forsake you
Just occasionally.
After life, you'll rise
And find I did it all to make you wise.
It isn't that I couldn't
but I shouldn't
Answer all your cries.
From your despair you learned to care,
Your soul repaired,
From your demise.
Literature
Good Night
it started with “good night”
and the way you stopped saying it
and I told myself it was because
you were too tired
too weary
too worn
and I made it okay
then I stopped being your “good morning”
and everyone else saw you first
and I told myself it was because
you were too busy
too popular
too distracted
and I made it okay
now it ends with “good bye”
and it's not a cry for attention or a ploy for your love
you can tell yourself it's because
I'm too needy
too jealous
too much
but I gotta make it, okay?
Literature
The Change
They used to go ice skating.
Indoors under summer sun;
Outdoors under silent snow:
She used to lead him by the hand -
But that was long ago.
They used to laugh for hours.
He would make up stories
And she would play along:
But when it came to their story
The ending worked out wrong.
They used to drink together,
One or two under the moon.
But with the baby’s arrival
Something snapped,
And turned his drinking suicidal.
They used to dine together
Candlelight and wine,
Rib-eye and t-bone.
But he drowned out his appetite
And left her to eat alone.
They used to travel the world
But he began catch at the bars.
So she would take their daugh
Literature
To the Child
To the Child
To the child we never got to know
To the child who's eyes never opened
Who's laugh we never heard
Who's voice never spoke
Who's touch we never felt
To the child we will never see grow
To the child taken too soon
To that wonderful child that lives with angels
You are a child blessed with love
Know as you watch from that golden heaven each day
Everyday we live on we will love you
We will carry you with us as we go forward
To that blessed child
From the parents and siblings
Aunts and uncles and cousins
The grandparents
From everyone who you've touched
To that child may that love reach you
And may that love help guide us all
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