Challenges From A Poet (Pt. 3)

Lonesomeness is a never ending ache.

…

This is why we read.
To be stopped.
To be chopped.
To feel the ghosts
up our spines…

The spirits of those of who have been;
the spirits of those who will be.
People are people, enslaved or free.
Privilege is the power to
choose your most likely destiny.

Don’t squander it:
these choices you’re given.

You decide:
to drive or be driven.