Shadow of Chats

Under borrowed time
we live
in the shadow of debt
and haste
children raised
within locked doors
parent(s) working
credit cores
eating hollow
empty foods
to pay the bill when
cancer soars
stress reeks havoc
on our voice
silence now
there is no choice
quiet the screaming
tv slaves
of what to buy
and who to blame
some have plenty
and plenty have less

We’re not asleep
Our eyes were closed
but we heard the stories
we know how it goes
we all live
in equal portions of debt
the votes were cast
to bolster pits
of wealth that really
doesn’t really exsist
wake from the slumber
and add your voice
find the value
of strength,


About Laura DeLucio Gross

The beauty of the word is the subconscious nature in which it finds it's way upon our lips or past our fingertips. The stroke of our fingers on a pen or a key or the softest breath carried past our lips have such an impact that friends, relatives and strangers can carry such words with them in their minds, to come along with us on a journey into our thoughts. In our darkest hours we must always remember to remain conscious that people have lived and died by words. I am a wife, mother, confidant and friend to many. There are no strangers in my world. Only friends that I have not yet had a chance to know. Sensually minded, self-educated, street wise, natural living, power tool wielding, minimalist mom with transcendental aspirations.
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