Everything and Nothing

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91311
United States
34° 16' 15.7368" N, 118° 36' 53.316" W

Simple rhythms and simple rhymes
is that all I’m meant to give
to you who deserves all the tears
that I have never shed?
To them across this world of ours
who I’m sure deserve the same
it’s taken time to find these words
my thoughts no regular train

Years of dysfunction, disjunction the cause
Humanity a complexity, layers of shadows on a wall
And only since I’ve come to find
A mere silhouette of truth,
human secrets engraved and blood stained
among charity and symbols of youth,
I’ve had questions that can never be answered
feelings unevenly stirred in me
mere words unfit to derive such meaning
these emotions not meant to be described
by such an inferior invention, language and all its intentions
good, but cannot remain
As pure as the heart’s initial gain

Life’s in death
Warmth’s in rain
Some used to standing storms of snow
Some used to standing years of pain
Wealth’s in knowledge,
Heart’s in song
Some speak in circles to avoid the truth
Some refuse to accept what they do is wrong
An artist stumbles when cut by the knees
Did you know this obstacle? Was your world the seed?
So many questions of why many forget
that life here is more than a mere percent
numbers a luxury advantage smiles on
waste a friend, words a pawn

Words used as weapons
Gold hidden beneath plastic pearls
Like a fool who sees only what they wish,
Alone I feel the weight of the world
No word, no picture could paint me this arrow
A force of wind invisible and narrow (cont.)
Piercing a sting through a thick night air
A direction I crave for an emptiness draining
Wondering in the darkness, the lantern burning my hair
For no good thing should be taken too much of
And no flying bird’s wing can soar
without hollow bones
and a dream for much more

Simple thoughts and simple schemes
is that all they have to give
to us, the passionate
to us, the massive?
What we seek is everything, but nothing to them
What they seek is synthetic, artificial, tame
While the world is everything and nothing with a name
I am inspired
I am discouraged
I am calmed
I am enraged
Is there equilibrium here?
For me? For you?
Have you felt this? Do you know?
Can simple rhythms and simple rhymes
serve as some cure? Some difference? A guide?
Time must tell
Change must reside

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