Turtle Life
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Too many desires for creative expression left on the shelf.
Too many cries for love and peace held back.
Too many notes waiting for instruments to play them.
Too many conversations held in ghostly silence.
So I threw my rock out into the middle of a big lake yesterday.
I threw my rock out as far as I could throw.
And I threw it.
Epilogue:
It’s been a while since I wrote a poem. It’s been a while since I found inspiration, my thoughts formed in a full set of words. This writing comes from my heart. The subject is about genocide in the form of black on black crime. I hope you forgive me, but I’m just a little upset right now.
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I want to speak, but
I know you’re not listening
I want to play, but
I know you’re not game
I want to explore new galaxies with you and chase down the meaning of life, but
I know you’re not interested
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