Walmart employees comfort one another after a shooting at the store in El Paso, Texas, on Saturday. (Mark Lambie/The El Paso Times via AP)
Hear the world come to it’s end
Listen to mourning flowers
Sway to and fro
And then
Hear the mighty mountains
Roar their anger
Frustration
To all that’ll listen.
Hear the world plead
Cry
For those lost
In the mayhem.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Feeling down, don’t know why
Heart is cold, feeling nothing
Nothing that can be told
Or reasoned why
Angry most of all at what I don’t recall.
Then there is my head
My mind it’s telling stories full of dread
It saids there is no way things will be right
Just give up, curl up and sleep
Til late tonight.
That’s when my heart beats up
Pounding, ‘Don’t give up!’
I can make it right, deep breath
The rest will come
Before falling of sweet night.
Listen
Hear things dear to your heart
Let your mind wander but don’t let it start
The bad, the sad or that which will taint
The faint of heart.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Sleepless night
Bringing early morning light
Restful peace eluding senses
Throughout the dark
The long, question filled night.
No answers come
Only questions filling, swirling
Round my exhausted mind
No time to sleep, to rest
To dream of better times.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Crises come
Monopolizing the mind
The spirit
Everything in the universe
Anything
Not tied down tight.
What has happened?
Why?
No answers come
Questions only
They hang in the frigid, cold
Unforgiving sky.
Do your best
Do what’s correct
What’s right
Maybe then the world will smile
Grass turn a brilliant green
And stars shine a guiding light
On everything.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
You know, I haven’t seen
The beauty, splendour
You talked about, you’ve seen.
Mine has been
A narrow kaleidoscope
Of all the things
Near and close to me.
And you know
You know, that’s enough
Enough for me.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Bring your heart to the fight
Let it show strength isn’t all that wins
Wins the fight.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson -2015
Words have gone
Lost, forgotten, laying strewn
Across a uncaring lawn.
No time to pick them up
No time to remember
What has been forgot.
Words were said
Yet no one remembers exactly
Or just what.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Hold the tender
In your hands
Bask in sunlight
Lighting all the land.
Never believe
Your life’s not worthy
For you are mighty
You are mighty grand.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Decisions to make
Change my life as I know it
Must make no mistake.
Decisions I make
Will be what I live with
A lot is at stake.
Decisions
Decisions to make.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
When the world is laughing
And things are profound
Stand on their steps
Then lightly step down.
No holes will be barred
No one will curse or swear
Just jovial laughing
Not one bit of despair.
Hear the world laughing
Join the chorus of delight
Smile with pleasure
Let heartache take a hike.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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