Run Away Almost taken from her home, taken from her mom, and tears rush down her face as she stands at her best friend’s door. They lock hands. They take off running. The happiest place on earth just an arms length away. Yet the nightmare of reality stands behind in their dust. A final gasp for freedom, and just then, the film ends. No explanation of happens, could’ve been a pure figment of imagination. But I choose to believe that…
Sunset Peach sunlight dimly glows subtly behind the tree line. Gray clouds drift past the gradient sky. In the stillness of the water there’s a mirror reflecting the world above, a distorted image of the tall trees that bend and and dance in the breeze.
I Wish Flowers Never Died As her leaves begin to wither His memories lose detail Her colors shift from vibrant to pastel While his hair fades from brown to gray. As her stem starts to wilt His spine does too His bones are now as delicate As her paper thin pedals. Her very last pedal drops He takes his very last breath Now two beautiful lives Are finally at rest.
Everyday I wake up and like many people, I make my bed. Such a simple task, yet so essential to my daily routine. While it makes my room look clean, organized and neat, it truly forces me to set aside some time before my busy day. I can put on some music, and make my bed. It gives me a moment, even if it’s less than five minutes, to clear my head and gather my thoughts before the day ahead…
Selfish I hear about big companies that own big factories, that hire young children, and withhold promised salaries. Labour is brought out by force in these unsafe working conditions. I am outraged when I hear about this crime against children’s rights. Yet here I am, typing on a computer likely made in one of those factories. Here I am, wearing a shirt from the mall likely made in one of those factories. Here I am, lacing up shoes everyday likely…
