Inclusivity

Living a life of striving
Yet not arriving
Always grinding the grindstone
Though it slowly becomes sloped & misaligning

Broken with unfocused 
Slicing and dicing wide open
I look foolish trying to use these tools
With fueled emotion

Is it hopeless? knowing what to fix
Is an enormous riddle
Drilling holes into surfaces
Just to return and fill them in

With formative middle, juvenile years
Unfortunately drear
Jeers from teachers & peers
Steer us into fear

Inferiority complex
A minority outcast
Logically nonsense, yet
It's plausible in contrast

To the support that's offered to blossom
Whether or not you fit in
With the prim and proper scholarly
Pompous obnoxious dipsh*ts

Distance from this split philosophy
Seems harder and harder to achieve
It's a mockery in a time
Of "tolerance" and "equality" sheesh.

Shed the Shell

If your identification
Based upon possessions
You'll be facing a regression 
Relating to inner essence

An extension of self maybe
But parading gucci sweaters? prada dresses?
Versace faux leather
Whatever you call expression?

If that's how you reflect yourself
With a projected hubris
You've consumed yourself with
This delusion of consumerism

Assuming you've got something
Beneath the costume
The clown suit, you've become a clown
Ronald Mcdoonald

A prop of corporate ruin
Cultural skew of wholesome values
They trash values
Have to dig deep through refuse

Landfill, to find what really fills
You up with substance
Instead of substance filling up at max
Suffering succotash you'll suffer fast

Upperclass habits
Can be traded for the basics
Of practicing daily gratitude
Of our integral human nature

Unwritten

You can be a well-versed
Bookworm in nature preserved
But unconcerned with the nature
Of learning in the real world

Real virtues be lost virtually
Personal improvement is stalled
And distorted a shortage
Of evolution involved

The exposure to vulnerabilities
That are needed for growth
Instead focusing on minutia
The confusion of control

Coordinated subordinate
No equitable position
Except the orderly resources
The illustrated and scripted

To explore the unwritten
The unlimited composition
With literature is a window
To live through it is true living

Collaboration Collective

I'm tempted to believe
That everyone is against me
In these disconnected times
Divided by intersecting lines

Yet I know no-one intends
To resent another
Even when we offend each other
Its through discontenting hurts

In our selves
The impression kept that we're vetted against
Yet we all live with this pain
We're more connected than credited

It isn't me against you
Or us against them
With such envy and resentment
It doesn't come to better ends

That transcend
Tensive, pensive expectations
Thirst will never be quenched then
Only dehydration

So escape the expectations
And change this perception
For the connection to others
Collaboration collective.

Hide the Pain

Through hustle and bustle
One mustn't fuss bout the struggle no
Leaving our frontal lobe muscles
Bulging like punches thrown

Call us knuckleheads then I guess
We're flexing temples
While our endocrine glands
Be famished, flummoxed and fed slow

Left standing half-stunned
Stumbling bumbling clubfootedness
About to erupt something up
Like mount Vesuvius

Through the foolishness
Of trying to get our grips
Hiding inner conflicts often
Though struggles we all got them

Lets just be honest.

Love And Presence

Every thought
That crosses the mind
Needn't follow the vibration
Of molecules outside

Keep silent and mindful
With kindness to listen
Inquisitiveness isn't
Vital for interest

Just give into undivided
Intent attention
A sense of perception
That needn't be mentioned

What a blessing it is
To receive someones essence
Expressed, respect it
With lent love and presence
 

Emit It

You cannot change stressors
Unless you accept them
So give acceptance to the presence
Of unwelcome senses

In yourself, don't neglect them
Only once you can love them
Can you let them relinquish
And ascend up above them

We're wholly holistic in essence
With inner conflict
That needs balance
Like seesaws sit

So sit
In deep thought and consciousness,
And embark and evolve
Let emotions emit

Let it Be

I cannot discern between
Developing a habit that'll hurt me
Or help me
Concerned with melding wellbeing

Guess there is no way to tell
No sure thing, only learning
It's worth failing just to know
In your soul what is worthy

But how to be certain
How long before you start causing harm
You've gone too far
Time to acknowledge that somethings wrong

Time to disarm the constant quarreling
In regarding of everything
Maybe questioning is the suffering
Best just let it be

Convey It Forward

I wish to say
What I feel each day
And pay the price, in hindsight 
It wages better than restraint

Why remain in the shade
Caved in, playing, portraying fables
And charades, afraid
Of what may lay beyond the hazy faint glow

Of light that shines right into
The cradle from whence we came
Does it not awaken some innate
Sense of exploration depraved

Does it not suggest
Some gesture that we just might be meant for
Something more than lives spent
In entrenchment surrendered

But for enrichment
And adventure
The quest for questions
And answers hence forth

To measure our beliefs
Against possibilities
We will transcend our sense of ease
For posterity.

Set Sail

I hope my ego will let me be at sea
Keep at bay, perhaps will stay
While I sail bravely
Out into the capped waves

Unafraid of the vague
Unmapped, and unnamed
Unknown, no longer keep
Me coasting and safe

While I may need the lighthouses
To beacon round cape fear
I still steer into the dreary
Sights nearly disappear

That’s what attracts me
Where maps don’t exactly capture clear
Nearly capsizing trying to navigate
The atmosphere

Yet persevere
Headlong, headstrong, pressing on
Solitary yet your sense of self
Extends beyond the shore.