each moment
is another cut
from a knife
held by those who
are supposed to lead;
they stab at us
without respite,
nothing is good enough -
no effort,
no result -
we are always made
to feel wanting;
there is no enough,
there is only more,
demanded from the backs
of those who are broken,
it is the only cost
they aren't concerned about
Category: Poetry
Substance
be of substance
in all things;
leave the emptiness
of flash and flair
to those with something to hide;
reveal yourself in time -
fully formed
in values
and in mind -
far better to be
slow but complete
than hurried and half-baked;
you have nothing to prove
to anyone beyond your mirror,
you know who you are,
you know what you believe,
this is what gives you substance
in this world