last night i sat and i asked myself

last night i sat and i asked myself

if we are co-creators

that is what i surmise

for so many things

i have thought

and spoke

did come to fruition

and it is now time

to examine

my seditious ways

so . . .

last night i sat and i asked myself

these words that i speak

these words that i pen

do they offer any amends

to the ills i speak of

do they heighten my sense

our sense

of love

and the power it can be

for you

for me

or am i just making commentary

on the things

we already know

last night i sat and i asked myself

am i serving a valid purpose

beyond my own

co-created validities

the conformity

of my delusional normality

or is this but another face

of my frailty

and the things

i can not quite grasp

as reality

the milk has spilled

and i cry over it

when i should be getting

over it

and seeking

some sort of resolution

solutions are what we need

will poetry

bring this about

help us mitigate the doubt

that things will ever

get better

because of the words

we spout

or shout

is hope enough

is message enough

is verse enough

to disperse

the terse

attitudes we see about us

between us

last night i sat and i asked myself

if “once upon a time”

things were different

then what, who and when

spawned the indifference

amongst us

last night i sat and i asked myself

what am i going to do ?

write another Poem ?

last night i sat and i asked myself

and then . . .  i wrote this

© 29 June 2012 : William S. Peters, Sr.