Ty & Sequoiah

Dark Days

There’s a moment in September That left us all teary in a way, Thick blankets of unhealthy air Disorientated, is it night or day? Washington St. to California acres just burning away Out of control wildfires turn the skies grey. Thirty-five people, the death toll in August. Climate change the culprit for the chaos outside, Smoke lingering from Canada to California Surely, there’s no place to hide. Landscape as dry as Death Valley’s salt flats The surface now scarred like a prisoner’s tats. We know this is the result Of ignoring science, With Earth’s environment we’re all playing craps. Now, several wildfires ravage the West Shorthanded with heroes Incarcerated firefighters, now frontline with the best. The workload is extreme Yet showing solidarity is the overall test. Who could’ve imagined?? Mushrooms of smoke that are viewed from space, Like something volcanic, better yet apocalyptic Eerie orange skies make us feel out of place. If I could just awake To find this is a dream, I’d tell the whole world Better those in my country Of disasters to come, and a sight yet unseen. 19

Better Days

Better days are coming, if not present Desires that fit your heart’s intent Better days are coming, indeed The universe will suit our needs If we can see it in our mind And believe it’s not hard to find Use faith as a vehicle for touch And speak it into existence as such, then Better days are coming So, can you stand the downpour of rain? Can you endure life’s challenges and pain? ’Til we’re embraced by the sun’s warm caress And the beauty of it all melts away the stress Just remember Better Days are coming