The Tempest

July 8, 2013 § Leave a comment

Filling the house with the sound of your voice,
I am the core.
The center of the tempest, I am stuck
in the emptiness that’s come now you’re gone.
I don’t exist without it.

That radio broadcast
put in your own words all we loved about you
and gave me the answers I never thought to ask for,
but still it’s not enough.

It still feels like I’ll see you Saturday,
but lost inside the tempest,
I’m standing on my own.

Sunglasses (in memoriam)

July 3, 2013 § Leave a comment

Your sunglasses
they shone like stars to me
Showed me a world that
I never dreamed could be
All the possibility
Hope left behind in your legacy
I see
the dreams you had for us
to rise above the dust
the shackles and chains you turned to rust with a
smile
You
you made this life worth livin’
dreams worth dreamin’
hope somethin’ worth breathin’
and I know
if you could see us now
you’d tell us to go hard
so that the dreams don’t die
with you
And we
We’ll keep fighting that fight
determined to rise and mobilize
Because that
is how we do.

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