Monday, February 27, 2012

we are young

we are young
we still see the same world

we see the poverty
we see the depression
we see the broken
we see the lost

we don't have many years to back us up

we are independent
we don't want to learn from your mistakes, we want to make our own
we want to see everything for ourselves
not from stories 

we have eyes to capture everything
ears to hear the music the world makes
and to hear the cries of the lost
and the hearts to bring them back
not back to us
not back to a church
not back to reality

but back to love
we are young
but we see everything
and feel every emotion that rips through us more than anyone

we fall hard
we love easily
one glance and you would have us in a heart spin
beating hearts
fluttering eyes

we may be oblivious to many things around us
the price of milk doesn't matter
who buys our land doesn't matter

we see the bullies, we feel them the hardest
we are either for them or against them
we don't sit on the fence

we have such passion
even us, 
the ones who haven't been places
seen things
only heard
and only told

but we are young
but we are as powerful as anyone else, and maybe more so
our hearts beat with passion for justice and for the world

we are more of the world
because we are the world

we are young
we are free
we are dreamers

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Grace

you were born with no limit
to walk miles amidst dreamers
no breaking point
no end

some see you as not important
they won't learn your language
they won't dance with you
capture you
live with you

out of their fear of the minute you will run dry
the thirst on their tongues
hunger in their belly
hope in their eyes
the screaming confusion that cries out

it makes the scribbles into a masterpiece
a hole into a well


you are limitless this they need to know
so they can hold you and know
that Grace is perfection



Saturday, February 4, 2012

Tea.

I am drinking chai.
This makes me happy.
Good days are to come.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

you are here.

it feels perfectly right to have you filling up my mind and becoming the rhythm to my heartbeat.
to have all of you engraved in my thoughts to where it becomes who i am.
the taste of you on my tongue with every word that leaves my body.
to feel you on my skin with each goosebump.

everything i am begins and ends with you.
everything i want to be starts with the thought of you and ends with the hope i have in you.
everyone i want to love, is loved by you.
everyone i find frustrating, is loved by you.

you are here.
when my heart is filled with unsure dreams and colourless thoughts.

you are here.
when my friends choose a different path.

you are here.
when all i need is love.

you are here.
no matter what i do, choose to do, or are destined to do.

you are made for here, and i am made to be with you.
nothing in the world is as comfortable, normal, reassuring, or peaceful as knowing that you are here.

here with me. for the rest of my days, and forever after.