Winter comes
With balmy gusts
Snow a distant memory
Ice caps melt
Well we’re fucked
Seasons shift make history
Warmer days
Herald the end
Of childhoods filled with snow
Without a change
The world will burn
From seeds the greedy sow
Today that is about all I have in me. It’s been an exciting lovely relaxing exuberant day in my personal life, but around me the government is shut down and those I love are scared of what this will mean for even surviving. I’m feeling some impending doom one way or another, and even fixing the current political fiasco won’t solve the long term problems we’re ignoring. So I wish I could bring some hope in a world that’s becoming more inhospitable by the day. Maybe it is just the good days, the personal triumphs and joys, that we have now that can guide us through. Spread any little good the lights your heart outward and use that brightness to set fire to those in power, we’ll build something better from the ashes.