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ShiftsChange ... sometimes a good thing to see,When life is a burden and we want to be free.Sometimes it shocks and knocks us around.These times suck for the thoughts that abound.Taking backward steps to trace the hows and the whysWhen predicting forward movements to protect from hurt cries.Knowing it is probably nothing and it should be let be.Just ... Hard to escape the vagaries of me.So I amble around with thoughts in my mind,That derive from the shifts in this place and this timeWishing that things could not be seen is such ways,Where ripples affect the auras on display.Colors change and I cant help but readInto the nuances gathering around the shifts I see.Delving deeper into the places people hide.Yet ... struggling to stop, with questions burning inside.To let things come through at their own timed pace.To let the world turn and understand its place.Wish I could let a thought slideAnd turn to the sun ... forget and just smile.
In the news today ...Freeing minds eye from vexed questioned staresTaking the fleeting moments of scared cold airsHiding behind shadows of bitter touchEasier then ... not loving and suchInstead. The myriad of colors selflessly pounding rhythmsThrough a head adrift of delightfully scented schismsGamblers of the future rifts of self purges cleansedThought ... your time and will to bendWith careless scattered voices of the youthful fightJuxtaposed on scared little faces with gun and the knifeCant be fucked attitudes of the ebb and ever flowNews of the day ... you need to knowTake time to smell the rattled cageBehind the worries of this day ... this day,And curse the beauty in color and rageFor now we have reached this horrible new age.