Don't Push Me, I Might

Don't Push Me I Might

SCREAMING KIDZZZ

YAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!!

Day and Night

I'll flee to the forest, I just might

I didn't sign up for this

It doesn't feel right

Life is hard

And the money is tight

I'll flee to the forest, 

Don't push me, I might

My wife doesn't love me

We scream and we fight

I work very hard

It's useless despite

I don't understand this

A life without light

I'll flee to the forest

Don't push me, I might

My efforts are thwarted

From no rest at night

My life is painful

There's no rest in sight

My life's without color

Just black and of white

I'll flee to the forest

I think that I might

I'll try hanging on 

For another go round

But I don't know how 

To stop that horrible sound

SCREAMING KIDZZZ

YAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!

Day and Night

I'll flee to the forest

Don't Push Me, I Might

Written By: 
Michael K. Englmann
January 26, 2020

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Moment To Moment

Moment To Moment

Its a wonderful world after all

Even when the sky is grey

On a day like today

Come what may, 

You are perfect in your current state, 

See yourself .... then love not hate

The time is now, it cannot wait

You are complete and just enough

There is nothing you need

Don't be afraid 

To part with your stuff

Moment to moment

Be who you choose

No matter whether you win or lose

"Formality" is not your friend

This is one relationship

You;ll want to end

With freedom and space

You'll begin to mend

With gentle heart

and willing hands

You'll move mountains

and shape the sands

Compete no more

Stop the senseless climb

What your searching for

was there inside

Its not out there far and wide

Trust in what you cannot see

It is then the truth

can never hide 

Written By: 
Michael K. Englmann
January 26, 2020

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A Thread Of Light

A Thread Of Light

The strange and wonderful, coalesce

Creating the most beautiful mess

Hatred and love for this, I must confess

A canvas that never dries, more or less

Wet to the touch, with hues of blue

Streaked with strokes of blackened stress

On one side..... Life

On the other.... Death

To accept both is an option

But, until one does, they'll be no rest

Follow no more 

The cast footsteps leading to distress

For then, 

In the midst of your perceived darkness

You will always find 

A Thread Of Light

Written By: 
Michael K. Englmann
January 19, 2020

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