Inner Peace

It hurts 

When all I do is 

Think

And think

And think

Simplicity becomes complex 

When tasks become compounded

Leisure becomes diluted 

Overlooked by obligation and responsibility

We don’t prepare ourselves 

For the colors 

In between 

Right and wrong 

Red

Black

The deepest of blues

Then we see a blade of grass

Bent 

Yellow along its sides

Smell of life

The opportunity

The gift

These problems are man-made

Breathe in deep

Today I create peace 

The world continues to violently spin

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Inner Peace

I don’t enjoy

Scratching a hollow surface 

Downward dog

Into

Bullshit inner peace

So many empty

Faces

Find tranquility by walking 

Away

From anything real

Anything 

Fragile

Anything 

Combustible

They tame their temper 

By avoiding 

Unpleasantries 

Focusing on muscles 

That artificially extend 

And contract

I’ll break your bones 

If you give me a chance 

Run 

Boy

Run