Your World is not my World

In your world

you just did

you might have feared

I'm sure you were terrified many times

but still you just did

there was nothing else to do but just do

in my world

you could choose

to do or not to do

that was the annoyingly constant question

freedom to choose

is no freedom at all

when you just want the choice to disappear

and leave you just with one thing

to do

Then your world changed

slowly, deathly

you had choice

and you made choices

and things happened

I happened

and your choices brought new things

to have to do

restricting choice

though not completely

in my world

endless choice

so much that I have to restrict it

try to make it no choice at all

but it doesn't work

even binary provokes uncertainty

your world is not my world

I wouldn't have had yours for the whole world

but I wish I could have had your absence of choice

just in better situations

and oh I do miss you

miss you both

Life

one day you won't be able to run up the stairs

so run up them now

one day you won't be able to walk up these stairs

so run up them now

like you'll never walk them again

one day you won't be able to read this

so read it now

one day

there won't be one day

so do one day now

Battling Battling

It's natural, they say

well so is a storm

a volcano erupting

an earthquake

and human violence

we battle our urges

but battling just adds another urge

it's natural, of course.

instead

step away

away from yourself

battle the battling

by not battling

cede space

let the fighting end

so no one is wounded

and peace can be born

Dead or Alive

is he dead or alive?

my friend, the poet.

I don't know.

Even in the seemingly omniscient world

of social media

there seems to be a silence

which speaks of the worst

and yet

there have been silences before

and silence built on silence

till it seemed the whole world was dead

and yet, here we are

is he alive or dead

the poet, my friend?

What am I talking about?

what am I talking about?

I don't know

I'm just the utterer here

not the one who produces the words to utter

now where was I?

November Song

This is my November song

it's cold and wet and dreary

the days are short, the nights now long

it makes a person weary

but in my heart I take no part

in pessimistic chatter

the sun's above the stormy clouds

the weather doesn't matter

So when it rains just let it fall

for I still feel the sun shine

though my hands are cold, this heart is warm

and all the world looks fine

When night is dark be your own light

and feel the love around you 

for we're all safe and snug inside

and know that peace surrounds you

So this is my November song

I wish you warmth and laughter

and if your mind turns cold and bleak

I wish you sunshine after

Life Matters

life comes

and goes

it's what you do in between

that matters