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Should I greet the morning
with smiles of anticipation
waiting for things to get better?
Should I shift the blinds
with joy and adoration
because of something
that would come true
to the letter?
The chorus of angels
singing the songs
of praise and love
—of the nigh fulfillment
of dreams beyond the stardust
So I ask
—should I take on
the moment with gladness
and gratitude
saving multitudes of life
as things get better?
Or
Should I stall the night
with scowls of hesitation
knowing things will not
get any better?
Should I lift my eyes
with curses and derision
to the heavens that won't hear
any of my letters?
The chorus of demons
singing the songs
of hardship and hate
—of the nigh fulfillment
of broken promises of glory
as of late
So I ask
—should I make of the moment
with complaint and compliance
spending years of my life
knowing things won't
get any better?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
an adjournment of scars, an endearment of stitches
Poesía❝𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢�...
