What is loyalty? Is it to the
people you are born into?
Is it the religion you are
taught? What is loyalty?
I was once loyal to the religion
that I was brought up with until
I realize how broke it was. Birth
from a fear of damnation. I was
once loyal to a politic party yet I
discovered quick they took at
grasping at the past and had
forgotten why they were elected.
Yet my loyalty to people still stands,
for it is not just the race I was born into,
although they have my heart as
well but I am loyal to humanity as
a whole. When it comes down to
it we have all have hearts that beats in
Daily Prompt: Loyal
A mist falls over the sight of
those being force to meet
with society’s bottom line.
Force into a mold they
create for you because they
believe that is all that you are
worth. Yet you believe something
different, but for years you are feed
to believe you are not good enough.
Your voice doesn’t matter. A foggy
indifferent begins to fall over you,
as years pass by. You are not at
fault for messages feed to you over
and over but when a fresh wind blows
pushing this dense fog away, showing
you for the first that what is possible.
Now will you step into the fog once more
or will you move towards those possibilities?
Daily Prompt: Foggy
Disastrous is that once upon a
time the food brought from
the ground use to nurture
us. Now we are face with
the disastrous of cross
pollen with the wrong plants
that can kill us. What once
was edible to us no longer
brings with it the love those
who plant them to feed others,
but what it plant now require
people in suits to care from them.
Disastrous is what those with
power have on the soil that
once feed us natural food.
Those who are believe in the
natural are fighting with the
higher ups to feed the people
once more healthier food.
Help those who care about
what you put into your body
because they are the future.
Do not bury your natural moxie
because the bumbling society deems
you strange and weird. Savor your moxie
as it will make this a better place, tailor your
life around such talents that will only further
enhance our ability to live with nature.
Savage is the life we have lived
while those at the top jangle their
wealth before everyone. Quill in hand
they dictate to us what are role was in
that life but not tethering on the brink.
We have taken the Quill away to forge
our own history. We tether not on the
edge of despair but on the edge of a
new world build by those that love all.
The sunny shine in the sky
a wheel that seems to be
slowing burning itself out
for locals to admire in the sky
yet the questions lies in our
mind that it could burn itself
then what would society do.
Admire that burning wheel that
rise and sets over the horizon for
one day it may be gone.
To cringe at what higher society
has become is like record having
listen to it one to many times.
Such a response are left to
something more natural like
a rotten corpse. To cringe at the
illusion of this day is a waste of
a good reflex. Committing to the
knowledge that the veil is thinning
day by day as they grasp at their green
paper that has started to lose it value
it being replaced by the value of humanity.