Let me be heard

Let me be heard my origin is foreign

The horizon evanescent.

My origin foreign.

The span so wide

I spread my arms open to hide from a past – disastrous,

& A future cast by antiquity’s obloquy

Fractured


Standing at the core


What is trailing and approaching…

fade

Excavation deserted, impending receded to dissolution

Now standing centrum

Whole, Present, and Priceless

I AM

An Island,

I AM CENSORED!

Forbidden?

Forgotten?

Undiscovered?

Unbelievable?

Uncharted?

Top Secret?

Restricted, ridiculous!

Let me be heard Shh! listen

Shh! Listen

LET ME BE HEARD    

Let me be heard it's eye-opening

It’s eye-opening

Elementary, uncomplicated, straightforward:

A roadmap. Let me be heard!

Some ideas thought-provoking, unusual, unexplored, concealed.

Other’s cringeworthy, dark, zany, hilarious, and hush-hush.

But, all will see what we were meant to be.

No games, no fame—Just a family.

All this secrecy,

Scare tactics, judgement, moves erratic.

To protect, perfect.

Who in the hell can live up to that?

Not me.

I would rather be seen:

Flaws, failures, wrinkles, mistakes—Yes, I blushed.

Relatable, beatable, but

my descendants original.

Let it be.

Then I will be proud of the future I see.

All will know I strived to survive,

I thought too much,

Fought,

Loved,

I loathed much of what I witnessed, before and again.

but in the end,

I loved the essence.

Not all the actions, some.

A Treasure Revealed


Horizon photo by Wolfgang Hasselmann on Unsplash, Sidewalk photo by Brandi Ibrao on Unsplash, Eye photo by Harry Quan on Unsplash, Island Photo by Marek Okon on Unsplash, treasure chests Photo by Daniel Tuttle on Unsplash, Cookies photo by Photo by Tanaphong Toochinda on Unsplash, child Photo by michael podger on Unsplash