to live history

to live history                                         March 2, 2016
what must it be
to be so young
that you must insist
on the supremacy
of a thin slice of history?

how quickly the years have washed me
that i forget that i remember
nineteen ninety
until i speak with someone born
that year

don’t worry
it’s normal in your twenties
to have the arrogance
to challenge god

either you will learn to bend
or you will be broken

ack! don’t listen to me
for there are two types of young men
those sunflowers who already know
and those quiet trees who will always grown
your plumage is answer enough

About m

My ego wants to think I'm a writer but my heart knows I'm just another one of God's Kids who sometimes has words to say. 2 human kids and 3 feline kids call me Mom. Or Mooooooom. Or mewom, depending which you ask. I'm kinda-sorta busy being a student again; this time I signed myself up for a bizarre torture known as Graduate School. Theoretically in 4ish years I'll have earned some more nice letters to put with my name. Let's face it, I'm addicted to learning and probably need rehab to restore me to sanity and remove the obsession to read books. I don't remember what free time is but I think I like to spend it sleeping or playing in the mud on a river bank.
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