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109. Holes


There’s a hole in my chest where my heart ought to be 
There’s a hole in my head where my mind ought to be 
There’s a hole in my body where my womb ought to be 
Where’s my soul?
Where’s my soul? 

There’s a silence in this world where sound ought to be 
There’s a violence in this world where peace ought to be 
There’s a grievance in this world where love ought to be 
Where’s your soul?
Where’s your soul?

There’s nobody beside me where you ought to be 
There’s just darkness around me where light ought to be
Let my life have hope as it ought to be 
Make my soul 
Once more whole

©Brindology 2017 & simplyjes
©Original artwork by simplyjes


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106. The future is here

When does the future occur, 
Tell me when?

When does this present moment
Come to its end? 

When does time
Stop and stand? 

When will we walk
Hand in hand?

©Brindology 2014

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104. Life is short

Life is short. 

How often do we hear this?
Sometimes death etches a scar so terribly deep that no amount of rain can wash it away. 

Life is short. 

Love, just love. 
Love others. 
Love yourself. 
We come into this world alone and we leave it alone, but we are not alone while we are alive. 

Please be kind to one another and to yourself. 

Remember, life is short.

©Brindology 2015

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95. Speak

Do what you should,
Not what you can.

Don’t break lives.
Heal with your hands.
Speak up till you’re sore,
Defend every child, woman and man.

Do what you should,
And not what you can. 

(Dedicated with love to my friend, Sharon Anderson – for courage, compassion and doing the right thing.)

©Brindology 2017 

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93. Take courage 


Know who you lend your voice to,
For you only make theirs louder;
Know who you shut your heart to,
For you only make life bleaker. 

Be not the yes-man,
The one with neither guts nor clear sight;
Please, if you see someone wronged,
Speak up and make things right. 

These waters are no longer still
For the first rock has been thrown,
The ripples are moving far 
Beyond where the winds have blown. 

Don’t you have a conscience?
Haven’t you felt such pain?
Look at what you stand for,
What do you hope to gain?

Know who you lend your voice to,
For you only make theirs louder;
Know who you shut your door to,
For you only make others suffer.

©Brindology 2017 & simplyjes
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Daily prompt: Yellow

92. The president’s wish

I wish they were all dead,
In dirt stacked right up to their heads.
Their cringing cries for pity 
Would not fill me then with dread.

 ©Brindology 2004

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