Spoken Word

I don't often (ever, actually) post poetry works that I do but a friend encouraged me to post this one. Wrote it today.

3.18.16

Lost and Found
Equally, by both I am bound.
At peace with the chaos within
Yet still pulled in every direction
A constant battle between contentment and entrapment
An ever present desire to be free
But you see freedom comes at a cost
Trying to recover something once lost
We keep trying to pinpoint the human condition
But somehow all we can come up with is another faulty contraption
There’s hunger on every human face
Not just hunger for food,
But hunger for money, power, love, or grace
To each their own – we are all gaunt with desire
A promotion
A feast
A child
To each their own
We are all starving
The things that drive division between us are the very things we have in common
Hunger
We’re trapped by what we lack
But still we turn our back
Each heart turned black by its own hidden crack
We claim individuality by all singing to the same soundtrack
The answer has always been there
Love your neighbor
Love yourself
We have the answers
But yet we hunger
Lost and found
Equally bound
Silently screaming without a sound
What separates you and I
Binds us together
So come… listen to your favorite soundtrack
The sound of our own history
Freshly rewound