Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Storm Chaser

Don’t engage the storms of stupidity

You’re not going

To change the minds of the narrow minded

The small minded

The Dullards

If you chase these storms

You’re going to get wet

Washed in negativity

Drown by the weight of their tiny minds

Pulling you under like an undertow

For the storm’s creators

They are always unhappy

They will never understand

Folks that are different

Yes, they are kings in their own little worlds


They can have their kingdom and all the misery that comes with it

For life is way too short

To not feel the sunrays on your skin

The wind on your face

And the freedom of being yourself

This poem is from my book : Petals Falling

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