we’re in this together

what do they know

about living life without insurance

without a guarantee that things will

eventually fall together

instead of just falling apart

why can’t they find the humor we see

in a savings account and

what a saving grace that indeed would be

 

but we don’t get security

we get pray the pain away

keep the tears in

because we have to fight another day

They can’t see it

but for us, life is a battle

there’s a silent sadness we carry

between the lottery tickets and cash for a week’s

worth of groceries we try to keep stashed

in our wallet of hope.

 

the power of words

how many crazy dreams

I’ve shared with a pen and paper,

how many ideas and plans have seen

perfectly blank pages,

how many loves I invented,

how many ghosts I have chased away

with the stroke of my pen

how many dead I have risen,

how many different lives I have lived,

how many hearts I have broken,

how many lies I have told myself to believe,

how many tears I caused, but also joy

because words become feelings

when feelings won’t do

but today I write love into life

and hope in the darkness

because that’s what a writer can do.