Poetry ~ Waka
it seemed so hopeless
and hard to see the light
walking in the darkness
having lost sight
blind to any likely hope
focus only on despair
not seeing some DO care
that love is everywhere
one may just not be aware
yet…
misery is tormenting sometimes
but still … temporary…
suicide is tragic every time
yet still … permanent!
somehow we must try
harder
somehow we must speak
louder
somehow we must hear
better
somehow we must help
further
somehow we must never
stop trying, reaching, talking, listening
and above all caring.
by Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, originally written September 7, 2013
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I don`t judge you
I find life tough too.
There you are every day
at my subway every morning
there you are every day
like a blaring warning
of my own disgrace
that slaps me in the face
there you are every day.
I don’t judge you
I find life tough too.
I don’t mean to stare
at your choice of beverage?
There you are every morning
I see you at Dundas Square
like a psychic warning
the truth’s too hard to bear
I don’t judge you
because you ease your pain
since I do it too
keeps me from going insane.
I don’t judge you
I find life tough too.
If I look revolted, it’s sure not YOU!
If I look critical, it’s sure not YOU!
if I look shocked, It’s really not YOU!
I’m merely seeing a reflection
of my sourly spitting image
outcomes of my dereliction.
There you are every day
reminding me every morning
if I miss just one week’s pay
you’re my telepathic warning
I’ll be joining you damn soon
I’m already half way there
getting drunk at my saloon
the obvious, too great to bear
I’ll soon be there one day
at the subway every morning
there I’ll be every day
searching for relief someway.
so please forgive my insolence
I’m so not judging you!
my fears engulf me since
I know not what to do
Your presence is really
exposing ME , hinting
of what my life’s become;
your presence at Dundas Square,
just a sign what I shall bear.
So please forgive my insolence
I’m so not judging you
my fears engulf me since
I know not what to do.
© Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, originally written September 5, 2013
Related Source: judgement
I was bored on this rainy weekend and so decided to watch a few movies on my PVR. One of the movies I watched was American Beauty. I had seen it before but somehow watching it for the 3rd or 4th time, there are scenes that hit me, you know, when you read a book 10 years later or watch a movie when you are in a different frame of mind, different phase of your life?
The part of Kevin Spacey and Annette Bening’s marriage falling apart is pretty clear. It is amazing and yet so sad, how each person is in a different space and oblivious of each other. Wife is dealing with her own issues, husband feels unloved and is bored with his life, daughter is just a typical teenager but unfortunately her parents are both not really present for their daughter…too caught up in their misery.
The part that gets to me from the start is the family next door. I feel for the son with a father so tied up with his “should” and “should nots”. Perhaps the military reinforced those “should’s” but it is sad that each person in that family is so impacted with his toxic behaviour. I had not remembered the ending…wonder why I wiped that from my memory! It just broke my heart to see that!! I guess it is that defense mechanism that I have always had that “forgets” instantly.
I really felt sad but not surprised that this military man was homophobic and again not surprised that he had homosexual desires…but to end the way it did floored me. I would have understood if he would have taken his own life but not this…
As Kevin Spacey narrates in the end, it dawned on me just how short life is and how precious it is…Nite world. Clr
© Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, Mayt 26, 2013
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