In The End No One Cared

The Fool Takes off
It starts so bright
It floats so light
A feather falling in the sun
Until they hit the light switch

The room grows dark & cold
Walls we didn’t know about
Pain so bad I’d shout
If I didn’t fear
That would make it worse

So I found a corner
I fortified against the unknown
Day after Day cowering from
What might come for me

Until the walls crumble
And light breaks through
The writing on the wall says
These were my Mother’s old walls
My Father’s old forts

And I sat so long in the Dark
Behind my walls with my wife & children
So as fools we opened our eyes
And in the end no one cared

Life is the Poem

For a brief moment
The page gets written on
The story is called a life
And when it’s over the page turns
If you were a mess, your ink will bleed through
If you were tidy the next writer
Will have a beautiful world to tell their story on

Go
There’s no time
Chase and Do and Be

Stay
There’s no time
Play and Say and Be

One from without
The other from within
What will you hear
Through all that you’ve been?

Plenty of Space

Noise wails for attention
”Feed me your mind” it begs
While it’s held in love by silence

Life cries out to the stars
”Give me a purpose” it pleads
While it’s held in love by death

Is a room a chair and a bed and a TV
Or is it a space?
is a person their thoughts and dreams and feelings
Or are they a space?

And you can fill yours
And I will fill mine
But just look to the stars
And let the black ocean remind

That you were death before life
Silence before noise

So there’s nothing to fight
Because you have plenty of space
To soak in the light