
Peace is lost, chaos reigns,
As masked voices protest
“We cannot breathe”.
Colors war with one another,
All seeking their rights,
As Covid looms, bringing death.
“Be gone from us!”
We cry out in desperation
Grieving for what used to be.
Choka

Peace is lost, chaos reigns,
As masked voices protest
“We cannot breathe”.
Colors war with one another,
All seeking their rights,
As Covid looms, bringing death.
“Be gone from us!”
We cry out in desperation
Grieving for what used to be.
Choka

Floating in the air
So many sounds surrounding
The Listening Ears
Swiftly capture each word
To bring them into the heart
Tanka
We have been created with two ears and one mouth, therefore,
“…be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath:” James 1:19 KJV

Questioning my purpose
Walking everyday
And yet I’m going nowhere
On the treadmill of life
Need to stop and get off
That sad revolving belt
Get out in the real world
Find new paths to walk on
New voices to listen
To, and new faces to see
Realize I’m in control
Of where my feet step
I need to choose wisely
And plan future paths
Syllabic Verse