A personal poem written 9-10-25.
A bad man died today, And I can’t make myself care, Usually my heart bursts, Till I can barely stand it Today I am singing anyway Children died today, And I am sick to death, Of wondering who, They could have been Today I am singing anyway A dictator reigns today, In far too many lands, Too many simple answers, To complicated questions Today I am singing anyway I woke up quickly today, Eager to Work, Raising my hands, In prayer to my gods Today I am singing anyway I broke my heart today, So the sweetness, Could leak out, And heal the world Today I am singing anyway
Art: Odilon Redon, “Mystical Conversation”, (~1896)
Beautiful. Thank you.
I’m glad that it resonated with you. Thank you for reading.
Very apropos. Thank you.
I’m glad you liked it! Thanks for reading!
Love it.
I’m so glad! Thanks for reading!
I love this! It’s a great life philosophy. I’ve been doing a lot of singing in public whenever I go shopping.