Forgotten Wings

By MS

Forgotten wings
Disused & abandoned
Tricked self into believing that you (we) couldn’t fly
World weary… head heavy
Barely sleeping
Fitfully resting my eyes
Dazed

Does this pass for dreaming
I can feel the wind on my face
Eyes – wide open
I can see these wings carrying me to the other side…

At second glance, I realize that I am dreaming
It wasn’t me soaring
Dis-used & abandoned
Seeking the courage to spread my wings
And fly on forgotten wings

Ms. Virginia

By BH

Written on August 14, 2017

Today I lost and discovered you at the same time
Your patriotic stance and sacrifice was unique and one of a kind.
You lived and died for what you believed in
A righteous state of mind.
For equality and justice for all mankind.
A right that each and every one of us should be ready to fight for at the drop of a dime.

In loving memory of Heather Heyer,
A gift from heaven, you are truly divine.

Wide Awake

By VM

 

From a child to a teenager

From a teenager into an intelligent, strong young gentleman.

Who cares about a lot that strive for everything,

Who don’t like the easy way.

Who push himself until it’s all over.

Who walks by himself and don’t fear nothing

he sees not even a lion or a tiger could tear this heart apart too strong for his own good.

Was blinded to this life before, but now I’m too wide awake to sleep.

Those snakes strike like cobras you better find out,

before your time out, gotta stay awake.

I can sleep when I die; I’m wide awake to miss too much.