These Aren’t Normal Times

These aren’t normal timesUnsure of the rational quotientThey’ve diluted our sanityWondering if our minds are still potent Fantastical elements to the headlinesLooking for a panacea to sullenly copeThe system failing before our eyesWith the masses clinging to any hope Returning to kindergarten lessonsKeep your hands to yourselfWho knew that toilet paperWould become a perishable wealthContinue reading “These Aren’t Normal Times”

I’m Doing My Best

  I’m doing my best, can’t you seeAmidst the horrors of our modern dayThe ghost stories rising in the mindThe times when you’re in your own wayYou grab at your head in painThe frustration of structured expectationPressures of their unintended demandsPrompting proclamations of demarcation

Weight Of The World

Weight of the worldFalling on my shouldersRising early to attack the dayAnother coffee – going to need to grow bolder The stress that defines lifeThe mess that we’ve madePerception fades to blackSuccumbed to the frustrations we’ve displayed Sympathetic to Atlas’ condemnationUnderstanding his modern fatePremonition this load might explodeKnowing somehow I’ll eventually drop this weight