Poems from Myther
What do I want?
What do I need?
What could possibly motivate me?
I've seen the horror,
the desolution
the absolute aberration
that humanity...
Human beings just the same
old or young
black and free
white and chained
different eyes
different skin
hundreds of tongues
human being...
Stepping to the beat
dancing in the silence
swaying in the stillness
standing in the storm
step by step
walk the walk
talk the talk
trail...
I have learned to speak
because if you are quiet
if you try the back road
then someone tries to speak for you
and drive with no input from...
I watch and I weep
to see such potential
to see such beauty
to see such possibility
left there to rot
to stagnant and stale
just because of...