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Glassy eyes
Blank Stares
transfixed on

If anything,
the dizzying pace of passing traffic
a marching sea

whose tides stop for nothing
or browsing on hand-held screens
engaged in 5 conversations at once

engaged in anything, but the world around them
Day in and Day out
Chaos is only interrupted by intervals of

“Hi, How are you?”
“Where are you headed?”
Powerful whispers

Drowning out sirens and car horns
Greed and Envy
Fueled by billboards that are

most persuasive than even the most skilled debate artist.
Building desire for things that everyone wants

but no one can afford.

Chaos
Steamrolling movement
impervious to compassion and reason
Whose only kryptonite
Is a simple Good Morning

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I want to believe
But I don’t
And cringe when someone says
God help me
Knowing there is no God
In a conventional sense

So I struggle
Wanting to join the club
But being locked out
One more time
You can’t fake it after all
Can you?

While my passion for non-belief is strong
It is not with joy or good feeling
There is no God
But there is prayer
That brings me solace
Hope eternal
No help from above
We have to do it ourselves

Will you join me?
On the perimeter
Traveling by darkness
Holding hands
Seeing the landscape
Tending the garden
Joy from within