Poets Out Loud

Pictures of history moulded in grey clouds shapes of the past, shapes of the future the shape of now Don’t stick your nose in the air for too long

Maybe history is just one big lesson? Destruction has bred this evolution They claim the aim is to maintain But your arrogance is evidence The lack of intelligence To understand these simple ways Kindness, love, and the need to embrace This is how real change has been made Blame and shame, just a mind game Who’s the highest, who’s the lowest Who’s the fastest, who’s the slowest Who’s the strongest who’s the weakest Who’s the richest who’s the poorest

Comparing is justifying the intensity, the toxicity, The scarcity, the hostility, the jealousy, the inequality That is this misguided humanity.. sometimes I wonder if empathy is a lonely spectator longing to join the game

Don’t stick your nose in the air for too long

The smoke has risen once again Flaming words spit from your tongue Firing on your enemies

Dropping one by one The damage done Now there is none

No more birds No more butterflies No more flowers No more

You search for tears but they’re hidden inside Nothing…. Just nothing Oh how one drop of water would feed your soul

The ash pits of sorrow around you That once were blossoming trees Now you have become

Don’t stick your nose in the air for too long