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Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Dark Way Home

I walk home on dim paths yet I walk anyway..
Headlights blind me but I have to push through...
I pass by scary strangers, I had a scary experience once..
I walk under shadows of big trees,
not knowing what awaits me...
Yet I walk anyway...

I decide to be kind to someone and buy something...
Yet I have to cross the street with huge trucks.. 
Sometimes mechanical things make messages clear...
Kindness too has its perfect timing..
I arrive home and I have to fix my clothes,
but I know I have to write first..
Some things are more important than
keeping things in order...
Orderliness can wait..

My head has a slight ache, but I write anyway..
Some things are more important than comfort..
Sometimes, order does not matter
Sometimes, disorder is the only way to go..

- JCR (April 4, 2011)

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