Hey family! I have been super inactive in this community, and I just wanted to apologize for that. We fared well through Helene and continue to pray for those up north who are suffering from it. To make up for lost time, here is a poem I wrote on the views of this life and this walk:

The Struggle of Reality

You might see a light, but it's coming from a train
You may only see darkness, yet there's still something to gain
You might be a realist, but could have a made-up truth
For every view, there's a struggle - of that, our life holds proof.

Sacrifice is the solution, for the problem is us.
Taking pain for someone else proves to heal broken trust.
For what the train driver sees is three idiots on the tracks aloof.
Survival requires maturity with the humility of a youth.

We all see through this tunnel, hoping for the best.
Trying to stand up, alone - but together, we must rest.
Moving fists in division here is only a waste of time.
We murder by distraction, submerge identity in crime.

We could be right and speaking truth with our spirit in the wrong place.
We rest assured in safety, but often misuse that grace.
Let's heed the warning signs given us, as the train is coming nigh,
Lest the truth becomes the casualty, and unity a lie.

#poem