Segundo Juan Devora

Time imprisons us all

A construct to control

Something that money can’t buy

It’s always lost and never found 

We use time to measure a person existence 

Do they waste time? 

Are they good with managing time?

Leaders are determined by this measure 

It puts a limit on our days

Limits the span of our lifetime 

Time steals from us and never returns 

Memories and loves one are lost to time

We are chained to it because everyone follows it

Milestones are set to time 

Time was constructed not to free 

But enslave those who live under it’s watch

Day #96 SJD

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Troubled minds in troubled times make for reckless waters

The poor decisions that are made and more problems are created

Don’t ignore the building of pain and just push it aside

The growth of that pain might be out of sight and mind

But it does not need eyes to grow

A point will be reached where it can’t be contained

You won’t be able to hold back the troubled minds vast ocean

The dark waters will drown you in ways that haven’t been created

Like a damn overran, better to let the water out in small amounts

Then be breached by your pain

Let the world help with your pain

And they will teach you about troubled waters

Give your problems the attention they need or they will become the waters that drown

 

 

 

I love the rain 

It’s a cleansing experience to stand in

Let go of your worries as they drip off your body 

The water cooling you off from the day

Forgetting that this world can be cruel

The raindrops peck at your face 

It’s a celebration and a cleansing 

The negative leaving 

Bad thoughts passed off to the ground 

All the bad that has plagued you 

Shattered with it hits the ground 

A feeling of rebirth

Not a new you but rather a better you

One that has learned from their past 

It washes the bullshit away and takes the mask off your face

You are free to be you in the rain

That’s when you hit the ground crying out of pure happiness 

Let the rain wash away all that troubles you have

It’s cool embrace will make things better 

They can’t see your tears in the rain 

Let it out and off your chest

Let your tears hide among the raindrops 

I love the rain it lets me cry and not be ashamed 

Day #94 SJD

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I sat sadly at my computer

Not because I could not write anything

Instead, because I could not stop writing 

The story poured out of me

I didn’t know the next letter or word

Like a reader, I watch the screen as the words appeared 

Reading them for the first time

My writing mind and my conscious were not connected 

It was a surprise to me 

My eyes were pulled to the screen

Wanting to know what happened next 

What did he say? 

Who was responsible?

Where was this taking place?

Answers pouring out on the screen as fast as I could read

I was moved by the voices echoing from the story

In love with the people who I had met 

Was sad when the story ended 

Because I hadn’t felt like that in a long time

Sad for the people in the story that I was rooting for 

They didn’t make it

All a shock to me

My fingers on their own path

A writer possessed I was  

Happy to have been alive to read it

Sad because the story ended

Now I move on to the next story to write

Day #93 SJD

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I tried and was beaten today

So close to being done and all set

Then I got greedy and added something not needed

Now I’m back at square one

All of today’s hard work lost

Tomorrow I start back from one

The frustration of having come close to being done

So close to touching the sun

Only to get burnt and drop back down to the bottom

I thought I learned my lesson the first time

Still, there was another lesson to be learned today

At least now I know what to do

Tomorrow will be fast and easier

Once I’m done, I won’t dare touch the sun

Just be confident and humble

Deep breathes and relax

Tomorrow another test, this time I’m ready

I will make it to the end

It will get done

Can’t wait for this challenge

It stopped me today

But not stop me tomorrow

Now to get some rest

I will need it to win tomorrow

Day #92 SJD

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Little do we know how much we can take

People would rather surrender than push through

Pain is not welcomed, it’s feared

It’s in pain that we grow and learn

All abandon the plan if they don’t see results right away

Lacking the determination to see till the end

Many of would rather talk about their plans than ever execute them

Others rather never start than face failure if it doesn’t work out

Not knowing that failure leads to success, but only if you see it through

Greatness never came overnight

Nothing worth wild ever happened without effort

We too often believe that things won’t happen for us

Because it requires too much time, effort and work

There once was a time when we believed that hard work came first, then you enjoyed the success

Now we live entitled to believe that the hard work doesn’t apply to us

Nothing will happen without the first step, that is to get to work

No success happens without the work

Work first, fail second and work again some more

Keep repeating this formula and in between, you will find success

Day #91 SJD

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Disregard the words of others

The idea that what society approves it correct

That what laws allow is humane

No ideology is perfect and therefore worth questioning

Those who dream of perfection are flawed

We chase the bars set by others, who were never shackled

Follow rules that never made sense, not even when they were created

Archaic wife’s tales to scare the masses into submission

An education system not meant to enlight you, but to better program

Laws not for the people but to protect the interest of certain people

We talk about justice but our system is set to protect the guilty and punish their victims

The foundation of a nation built on the acceptance of genocide

Wars sustained to keep the economy healthy

Hard to defend such a nation

Difficult to keep the allegiance

Promises to a liar, aren’t worth keeping

Oath to those who aim to deceive and enslave you must always be broken

A broken system must be shattered and started again

Day #90 SJD

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Running on tired

A seemingly endless race with no end in sight

No idea if it will bring a prize

Never stopping to question why I continue to run

Will this ultimately benefit me

Could be running this race till the end

Or this race could be running me into the ground

Looking for a sign that progress is being made

Being told not to get discouraged

That the finish line is in sight

I’m almost there

Running on faith alone

All options have been exceeded

Stop now and lose all this progress

Continue and hope to make it

Running an endless race and coming up on empty

Day #89 SJD

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Trying not to fuss 

Don’t want to be demanding 

I watch you from afar 

Being pulled 

From one place to another 

Always on the move 

Something always to do 

Still, I wait throughout the day 

I wait for little moments together 

The small amount of time we get  

Whatever the length 

I will wait for you 

I get up and move

To distract from the wait 

Yet I always return 

To the same spot

You pass by me and flash me a smile 

You haven’t forgotten me

At ease once again

And excited all together 

My time is coming 

I will wait for you 

Grab a quick drink 

Why not have a snack

Have a mini conversation 

Still keeping an eye out for you 

Then it happens 

I hear you getting ready 

You grab our stuff

It’s my time with you 

“Otto let’s go!”

I run to you 

Alison, I’ve waited

Leash goes on and out the door, we go

Well worth the wait 

Off to spend the rest of my day with you. 

(Written for Alison and Otto)

Day #88 SJD

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A withered soul staring back 

Tortured eyes of past mistakes 

A wrinkled scarred face with sorrow visible in the lines

Punishment represented by each line

His face bears no semblance of victories  

Just the guilt of many failures 

Every look carries a certain level of pain 

A voice hoarse from all the screaming

Teeth stained from the cigarettes 

Dry lips dying of thirst

Not for water but whiskey 

He splashes his face with water 

Puts on a fake smile to face the world 

He hides his painful eyes behind cheerful tears 

Never to show his children what he’s been through 

To be their symbol of strength

He doesn’t dry his face 

Opens the door to show the world his mask of happiness 

Day #87 SJD

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