We've had the
luxury of space
for so long
that it seems
a right and
not a privilege.
We've had the
burden of space
so long that
we believed it
was alright to
ignore each other
We've believed that
proximity was a
burden and not
an opportunity to
remember that connectedness
is actually our
most natural state.
--
April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 7: lucky or unlucky
Showing posts with label rights. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rights. Show all posts
Friday, April 10, 2020
Space walls
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Wednesday, May 4, 2016
Exercising your rights
I used to think rights were like my skeleton
god-given, sturdy, and strong
the foundation of being a human
But now I think rights are more like a muscle
pliant, moveable and changing
needing to be flexed to remain strong
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April PAD Day 25 - exercise
god-given, sturdy, and strong
the foundation of being a human
But now I think rights are more like a muscle
pliant, moveable and changing
needing to be flexed to remain strong
---
April PAD Day 25 - exercise
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Monday, August 23, 2010
...with a smile
Covered in grease, she walked down the aisle,
that brown-haired girl who had such style.
Coffee in hand, she hummed all the while.
And poured with a smile, poured with a smile.
He sat alone and asked for some cream,
that dark-skinned man who'd lost all his steam
just fighting for his right to redeem
the American dream, the American dream.
that brown-haired girl who had such style.
Coffee in hand, she hummed all the while.
And poured with a smile, poured with a smile.
He sat alone and asked for some cream,
that dark-skinned man who'd lost all his steam
just fighting for his right to redeem
the American dream, the American dream.
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American dream,
coffee,
poetry,
rights,
waitress
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