I find that I’m more nostalgic these days,
And wonder if it’s simply part of getting older?
Or is it a sign of the times?
With evil getting bolder,
And committing further crimes?
I find myself feeling ever more grateful,
For each moment idling hours ‘way with fam’ly:
The one that I got to help create;
And, for now, sit happily,
Before it becomes too late,
And we rise and disperse unto fate.
K. Aldaya, 2/25/22
Why are those with the least vision,
Always given control of humanities’ fate?
They, who strive to build division,
With a lying smile, and call themselves “Great”?
Have we yet to learn our lesson?
Must we keep on repeating the same old mistakes?
When will we join and take action?
And end this irrational loop?… For God sakes!
It’s time for a better future.
One built on the hopes, loves, and freedoms of all men.
A vision, clear, as to never again obscure,
The human rights inherent to all men.
A world with a vision for tomorrow,
Replete with expansion and new innovation,
Where, without and within, we thrive and grow,…
Not a perfect, but at least, a free, world-nation,
Which forsakes destruction, for creation.
K. Aldaya, 2/24/22
Picture 1: By Saketh Garuda on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/SHY-CKpYjrE
Picture 2: By Greg Rosenke on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/1TjORT2dLOw
We live in a time when everyone talks, yet no one listens.
Where experience lies unappreciated,
And the most vital thoughts rejected,…
As the most trivial are collected,
To societies’ detriment.
How did we find ourselves here in this dystopian nightmare?
Where truth’s owned and controlled by the highest bidder,
Who muzzles and shackles the poor,…
While distracting, ties them down more and more,
‘Til not only are their bodies not free,
They aren’t free to think anymore.
K. Aldaya, 2/18/22
Picture: By Levi Stute on Unsplash; https://unsplash.com/photos/T-JyPYThwtw
I have nothing to say to you,
I’m stronger on my own.
I don’t need anything from you.
I prefer to be alone.
Humans usually want something;
They, are rarely selfless,
And I do not have anything…
To give up, so it’s useless.
I can appreciate some things,
Provided by the pack,
But the bite of betrayal stings,
And I’ve learned from each attack,
That I can not depend on you,
And I’ve got my own back.
K. Aldaya, 2/16/22
Gif: From Black Widow; https://www.pinterest.com/pin/492862752980525627/
Ah, the luxury of not having to believe.
I wish I had such riches.
Some things are best not known.
Best not to scratch the thought that itches,
And pretend it isn’t there.
Ah, the luxury of not wanting to believe,
And live in ignorant bliss.
I wish I knew what it was like,
To shove truth away with a fraudulent kiss,
And not feel guilty at all.
K. Aldaya, 2/15/22
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My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 