566. For What’s Yet To Be

The world has become as crazy as my mind,

Now no matter where I turn,

I can not find,…

Relief.

What else can one do in such times, but survive,

And hope for a tomorrow,

Where they’re alive,…

Enough.

‘Til then, I pass the days waiting actively,

In protection of my soul,

And sanity,…

To fight,…

For the world that’s yet to be.

K. Aldaya, 11/22/21

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564. Interstellar: Hope Against Hope

Humanity used and hurt me for it’s gain,

And when I cried out in pain,

It consumed my voice.

Fear and suspicion pervaded all the stars.

They claimed “theirs”, of what was ours,

And eclipsed the sun.

Now I pine in this interstellar darkness,

Writing on of my distress,

And though it may be useless,…

Send it into space.

K. Aldaya, 11/15/21

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543. Gravity

As the world crumbles,

So do we.

We are but victims of gravity…

Held down by outside forces.

We try our utmost,

And fight on,

Through each dark night, to get to the dawn…

Despite our insignificance.

As the planet turns,

So do we.

We are but victims of gravity…

Bound by corporeal law.

Digging tunnels leading nowhere…

Circling back in futile despair.

K. Aldaya, 5/29/21

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513. Salvage

To the world I’m nothing more than trash,

To be tossed away…

Devoid of value.

Nothing lost. Nothing to say.

I know I have value, though no one tries,

To pick me up and see,

Something of worth…

A shred of humanity.

The world threw me away without care,

And without my consent;

So I wonder what could’ve been,

If I hadn’t been absent?

If someone had noticed my absence and found,

That I could be,

Something of value,

For beyond entropy…

Comes a measure of hope.

K. Aldaya, 3/10/20

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502. You

Life was not worth living,

But I had to live on through,

So I could travel to the day,

I got to meet you.

I can’t say it was worth it,

I can’t say it was not.

I only know you came into my life,

And I love you a lot.

Life is not all good or bad,

And it’s not a balanced load.

Yet we somehow tumble along,

To find what resembles a road.

I can’t say it’s even a road.

It may be merely a plot.

I only know that this is life,

And fair, it’s often not.

There’s little I am sure about,

Though one thing I hold true.

I would not be writing this now,

If I had not met you.

When life feels not worth living,

I hope others may live on through,

So they can travel to that day,

They meet their someone too;

And say maybe it was worth it,

Or maybe it was not.

For who can reconcile a heart in love?

And mine,…loves you a lot.

K. Aldaya, 12/21/19

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