Pray For Paris

This has got to stop. This world is all of our homes- whether we live in the US, Europe, or the Middle East. We’re all humans, yet somehow, humanity is severely lacking. We shouldn’t have to be on guard when we close our eyes at night, when we wake up each morning, or when we step out of our house. Just because someone believes, thinks, looks, or speaks differently than you, doesn’t mean that they truly are all that different. They’re still a person, with a family, with a home, with hopes, dreams, and aspirations… they’re still a person with a life. Respect, love, and understanding need to finally step onto the stage because I’m starting to get very tired of the show I’ve been watching.

Storm at Sea

We are nothing but vessels on the sea,
constantly praying that a storm isn’t brewing.
But one always is-
and once the winds call the clouds to attention
and the downpour begins,
there’s nowhere to go.

We are stuck
in the middle of an empty ocean
with nothing-
only our hopes and prayers to protect us.

We have only a small faith
that lightning won’t strike our masts,
that we wont capsize,
that this storm will end.
But it always does-
The clouds will subside,
the sun will arise,
and a new day will appear.

We may be shaken up,
bruised,
and a little dizzy,
but we survive the storms-
only to appreciate the sunny days
even more.