You don't have to remember me
Or mourn my departure from this world
In fact, don't even think back fondly to moments shared
Just let the memories come naturally as those with the living
Because I too, can just as easily come

Don't pick up a photograph and let go of a tear
This ritual brings about nothing but ghosts to feed on sorrows
I appreciate the sentiment, but really there's no need
Because I'm here still and quite fully alive- maybe more so than you
And that's not how it should be

Although your cries show that love is still within
I get quite insulted from time to time
Because I stand before you, and sometimes call out your name
But you ignore me and denounce me non existent
I have no eyes, yet it is you who is blinded

Why don't you come anymore?
Because I've been waiting for so long
We used to play by the stream and climb the trees
Our joy nurturing roots of others who are mourned
Don't you want to visit the crop we together tended

You remember how to get here
Yet you never make the journey
This place is more beautiful than I remember
And I've saved my branches just for you
I'm still here, still waiting, to lift you from where you stand

I guess you could say I'm different
But I see myself normal, the way others used to be
Rare interactions condemn me to a snob
But dig deeper and you'll see its insecurity
Choosing the company of men labels me a threat
But in truth I'd rather be the object of lust than take neverending beatings
I often stare in silence, people assume judgement
But I'm searching for that goodness which remains hidden in so many
My words overheard suggest to all a preaching
But a preacher I am, and I remain unashamed to admit it
And back my words come, stoning me for seeking power
But it's not power I preach for, it's you.

Light from a nonexistent sun shines gloriously
Illuminating my surroundings without burning sight
Dewdrops on every blade of grass sparkle
And the treetops are crowned with halos from the bright light
A stream trickles through field and Forrest
The soft pebbles warm the soles of feet and soul of me
Nature comes to life before my very eyes
With a heart beating faithfully with my own
So melidic, the silence gesture my welcome
My time here, although a timeless place, is unlimited

The air is so pure it gives perfect clarity
Giving way for wind to reveal itself
Forming mirages in transparency
And at time taking form of those once lost
Jumping over unbreakable branches it whistles through the emerald leaves
That brush my ears as words of friends who lost voice
For once, my eyes dance at my own accord
Gliding through the panorama with speed and patience
Giving me uninterrupted time to save the images I collect
Maybe one day you'll see it for yourself, but until then I paint a picture with my words

What I see, is pure beauty
A masterpiece in itself that even in its perfection is never finished
It's artist never lifting their brushstroke
Never taking pause for paint to dry
With their brush ever flowing
Each stroke a colorful breeze that frolicks freely
Kissing my skin as I take in the view
So visible yet never obstructing
This beauty makes me beautiful for walking upon its heavenly soil.

I'm sorry boys
Maybe I don't speak for all women
But I put myself forward to speak on their behalf
Maybe they would say the same thing, if they could
But they've somehow lost connection of words to lips
And their legs are shackled as are their arms
So bodies are silenced from language

This game we've all been thrown into
Is so grand we believe it the only way to live
They've gotten into their characters
And progressed in levels of cunning and conniving
So, excuse them from responding using to your abusing
But it's the only way they know on this chessboard
So I put it to you to prove otherwise

Show compassion when your hand is dealt with pain
Give sunlight to warm their cold breezes
Yes, the love is scarce, but love still remains
Tend to their broken hearts when they bring chisel to your own
This is a mans world, is it not
Take your throne, and look to the seat that is rendered nothing
-nothing, without a woman or a girl

I don't know why I do this
But I know I have to
No- I know I choose to
There isn't any evidence
No scientific proof
But we all know it exists
And I choose to recognize it
Though so many deny it
The world isn't black and white
So I don't understand why
When I choose my way
And you choose yours
The two of us can't be on the same side
Fighting to save what we have
Instead of fighting what can only be a war
She may say imagination is just black and white
So this is the only way
But can't you see
In times where thought leads the way
That white light and black shadow
Is in fact just as colorful as the moment you awaken
There is no either/or
She doesn't have a reason to make you choose
To make you stay
To start enjoying life
To start loving

If the world were simply black and white
Our skin would divide you and I
And obediently we would take our place
Face to face across the board we'd be
Behind kings and queens of material man made

I guess the world, despite it being full of color and life
Still allows space to imagine that monochromatic daydream
And our feet, being fixed firmly to the earth beneath
Are unable to escape the clutches of the worlds slumber

So, I sometimes do see your color fade
When memory brings mortalises your image in mind
But I turn always before you march across the board
And I remain on earth as you are handed your weapon
You're still my brother, you're still a friend, and you stay my light

You're always saying how you want to understand me
But how can you when our conversations remain one sided-
My speech is broken by a silence that should be filled with your own
Yet I continue to speak to myself, never pausing to hear the sounds of silence
My words stringing into sentences, rolling off my tongue with such poetic rhythm
They cannot possibly make no sense, because they make perfect sense to me
I must be speaking in a foreign language- yes, that must be it
But surely in misunderstanding you would call a stop to my ranting
Instead I am met with a blank expression followed by suspicious looks

i don't understand
Yes,  you do.