Get It Together

by Sam M. Phillips

I should be a writing

A fictional short story,

But even if I have the ability,

I lack the energy,

So I guess poetry

Will have to do instead—

.

I let my head

Drift in a steel grey sea

Of happiness and misery,

I seek out an image

In the drifting mirage

Before me—

.

Poetry, restore me!

Let me be the person

I’m so certain

I am capable of being,

I’m sure of seeing

A vision of truth—

.

Give me the proof

That this life is real,

How do I know what I feel

Is not an illusion?

I seek comfort in confusion,

There is no solace in security—

.

What is ahead of me?

There is no way of knowing,

My dreams are showing

One possible set of outcomes,

My heart beat drums

To contemplate the possibilities—

.

All of the cities

Built by man

Eventually can

Fade away,

So what can stay

Solid here?

.

No wonder we fear

The process of change

And what is strange,

No wonder we’re lost,

But this is the cost

Of a human life—

.

We wallow in strife,

A quagmire of hate,

But it’s never too late

To choose love,

As above,

So below—

.

We all should know

The universe is on our side,

We can try and hide

From this benevolent force,

But of course

It can shine through—

.

I’m tired too,

But we can all try,

Why deny

What is true in our hearts?

We can all play our parts

And grow stronger—

.

Together.

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