How do you feel when you see things that don’t sit well with you?
Do you go and talk to you friends and say what a shame things are?
When you see or hear about an injustice being done to a fellow human being do you sit and take a moment to think about how that makes you feel? Do you let it stir and simmer? Do you use that passion to move you forward and take action?
Are you aware of yourself and the passion that burns inside you? Do you make a difference in the lives of those around you? Do you give back to community? Do you volunteer? Do you make a difference?
“My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean.
Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?”
David Mitchel, Cloud Atlas
Past, Present, Future Reside
I get inspired deep inside me
By the things around me
The past the present and
The future reside in me
A vessel of spirit and time
A release of rhyme
To bring time to your clock that’s ticking
To clear the way from your mind that’s always thinking
Your self centered self
Pace your self
For this race of life
Then get into motion
Like a locomotion
Over the tracks of life
And rhythmically rocking
Full steam ahead as were talking
I’m full of the past, present and future that reside in me
The past meets the present and the future combined
I live for them, I live for me and I live for those to come
For our young
Voices yet unheard
Being yanked and pulled and lugged around
Your own pushcart, no longer a carriage
Replaced by bags
And dressed in rags
While parents are dressed with designer tags
The little people who will be glorious kings and queens
Of their own land, help them stand
Show them your hand
For our feeble and old
Sitting in homes, always being told
What to do, after a life of being the teller
It makes we want to get all old yeller
Up in people’s faces
Talking to the elderly with such distaste
While they sit humbly with an old school grace
Oh these challenges of the lives that reside in me
The past the present and the future combined
Quiet yourself make it still
So still that you can’t move
Until it makes you move into motion
Smooth and powerful like the ocean
Don’t pace yourself
Clickety clacking like a locomotion.
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