Void of Prospect

I stare into the void in my poor beggar’s life. I blink once twice and the third shoots me in the head with light. As i look up a mechanical being walks past hissing and clanking engraving the ground as it strides. I forget the world I live in and then remember it all at once. A world where donations only go to the rich and wider pavements for the poor.

The light hits me in the thoughts once again. From this point onwards I have no void. I have purpose. I, now upright am ready for my test. I observe the two enforcers on my left as they compute their surroundings in their cold minds. Eyes dead as dust. I look ahead at the upper city and my path is set. I run. The wind has become me as I rocket myself past everyone. I hear the bleeps of the enforcers but carry on, because now I can make a difference. Now I can change things.


The Invisible Man

I walk atop a tall bricked stalk,

Wind cutting through my cheek;

Stepping just slightly over to the edge.

I contemplate why i’m so invisibly meek.


I called her name and she turned around,

But looked right through me with pure desolation;

Should i tell her, elucidate the truth of it all,

Or will i be simply risking her life in this discombobulation.


One way or another they’ll find me aloof,

And they’ll shackle my soul away;

I’ll be left entirely docile but to do their bidding,

So i run further and further, left with but dismay.


So here i am once again atop,

Of this broken old stalk of disdain;

Standing over on the edge of all that is left,

Just wishing to be seen again.


Troubles and Choices

Sorry for the lack of posts this side of the year folks. A lot has happened in terms of a lot troubles and choices (ah link to title… *person in the back row seat applauds, then immediate gets slapped*). So much to think about, so much to decide. Choices, do i, don’t i? What if? But then isn’t life just a string of what ifs waiting to happen, and should we really be waiting for what ifs? Wondering what consequences could occur, good or bad? If one should fight for it, or let it go forever? So much to think about. Sometimes it seems you are faced with two choices. One which will always be there and the other which will be gone forever. So then wouldn’t it be better to make the choice that could be lost forever? So if that choice turns out well, then hooray (person in the back row gets a jam tart), but if it doesn’t then we can always come back to the first choice and carry on from where we left off. I guess in the end it depends on how much you are willing to fight and sacrifice for it and how much it really means to you. Then put your fears in your pockets and take the chance.

So what will I do?

Simple. I will always take that chance, and if all fails and all is lost, then at least I know I tried.

Time to ready myself for a future of flux. Am I ready?…No. Am I ready knowing I am not ready?…Yes.

Thanks for reading.