The forest for trees

Light through branches
or at the end of tunnels
forest for the trees
fervent desire
that everyone
who needs it…

therapy,
for the soul, mind and sprit

receives it
in full measure,
survival strategies
for a serving
a sentence
of life on Earth,

as often
cussing and shaking
our fists at the fates

bellowing “whoa is me”
just ain’t enough.

The wickedness
of stigmas
as I see
a lot of
broken humans
crying out
to be heard
through lying eyes
and crying smiles.

Published by Shun P. Writes

Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, Podcast Host, possessor of 2 cents, Blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way. View all posts by Shun P. Writes