nearly midnight

Nearly Midnight

I watch meaningless videos

Putting me in a trance oh,

 How you mess with my mind

But I sit here, am I really fine?

Simple and sweet is what you preach 

A little short of complication

Full of passion and willingness

How do you trust a famished lioness?

Hungry, thirsty

Longing to be made into something 

Bigger than a she 

All I want is you to embrace me.

Stay close when you here my clamor.

Not wanting to engrave words into your brain

But you to read mine.

Not wanting luxury , more of the summary 

Of your already sketched blue prints 

Just tell me, do you crave my presence?

Our relationship is vintage 

Memories that bring me a smile 

from time to time

You tell me, “that’s not like you”

Oh really have you taken a trip in my shoes?

Jon Bellion screams of “the hopeful eve”

It’s unfortunate she didn’t know

Of a Jesus.

Maybe that’s why Adam seemed 

To let her down.

Freedom?

Land of the free

And home of the brave

Might as well be an understatement 

Free to worship

Sing 

And possesion of arms 

But freedom can be defined

In different ways

Are you really free

If your soul 

Isn't free without worry, 

Without doubt 

And without the knowledge of

The single fact of destination 

After death

We claim our freedom before we know what freedom actually is.

Did we forget that we had turned our backs on those who needed help the most?

Are you unaware that people had come to us for refuge, for a safe place

And we looked in the other direction.

Did we forget?

They didn't.

And yet are continuously forgiving.

I vow, as a citizen of a country

That is broken 

I remember that as a whole,

The mirror will never break the 

Same way twice.

And I will stand for humanity 

and life.

I wasn't there to here the cries of agony 

Or feel what it would 

Feel like to

Have everything,

Absolutely everything I posses

Taken away from me.

My home

My belongings

My family

Everything.

But  I will 

never stand by and watch 

The lives of others 

Just dissipate away.

Never again, will we let this happen.

How is it that there are people 

Who deny such a tragedy 

To never happen 

When there are facts 

And wholesome evidence of 

Victims who still tell their stories today?

Why is it that the fact, whether proven by evidence or just the 

Specific knowledge 

Is the ones that people choose to 

Ignore completely?

Shalom.