Two Poems this Month
The Human Spirit
Sometimes we forget
that with all the horror in the news
an indelible spirit lives within.
The clerk,
works at minimum wage,
struggles for the next meal
but never gives up belief in self.
Then one day
she auditions with a voice of an angel,
rises to fame and adulation.
The sad immigrant,
once an engineer in his home country,
struggles to feed his family.
Passers-bye see only a shaggy beggar.
But, like Job of old
he never gives up hope
that a better tomorrow awaits.
The young teenager
surrounded by drugs and poverty
walks the streets
making the well-dressed tighten in fear
as he heads to his college class
having risen above and against the odds.
Let us not live in the depths of despair
as long as the human spirit lives
willing to conquer
what appears insurmountable.
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Planning
What should I do today?
Shovel the snow?
Go to the grocers?
Visit the grand kids?
So many options.
Perhaps, I should just live.
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