Funny the power a label can weave over me

Foisting feelings upon us, so keen they can’t be arbitrary

Weary, Wiley like coyotes we go, poised for some conflict

We strike out on the day, looking for some justice,

Yet all remains the same and inside we can be calm

If we remember today is as yesterday, it can be a soothing balm

Forever in this moment, is the only place to be

Swaying backwards and forwards isn’t where you shall find me


Published by fatequeen

Figuring it out with love and kindness, trying to spread a little light along the way and help people connect to theirs

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