Good Charma
Good Charma
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have you ever gone back in your files to find poems and wondered why you saved them?
Dropped into the crosswinds I try to move forward,
I am blocked by the turbulence of unchartered waters.
The people I care about need for survival
Are twisting and writhing just out of my reach.
Their struggle to flourish and make life their oyster
It’s weighing me down, to the soles of my feet.
The winds are changing, good times slip away
Health issues factor on bills they must pay.
Here I sit in my presently safe,
(For how long?)
I inwardly cry at the state of my loved ones
Where did our charma go?
Where is the future?
If we must climb higher
Please give us a ladder
The state of economy is making me Madder!
In the scheme of the powerful
None of us matter.
We are the people under their thumbs.
Nancy, I've saved everything I've ever written. Recently I started to look back on some of my earlier writes and I felt embarrassed by their inadequacy. I was pleased though that I had kept them because the ideas were sound, they just needed to be expressed differently. Don't throw anything away.
Liked the reference to unchartered waters in your poem and the ones you love being just out of reach. That's scary.