American (death) sentences in 17 syllables…
People will do nearly anything to avoid sitting still to think.
Don’t expect excess love; most live desperate, separate and alone.
Seems our differences are reasons to hate rather than celebrate.
Work seen as important, not words; what value prayer or poetry?
If i feel like a caged bird…when i die, will i be freed from this cage?
We are broken beyond our repairing; who can save us from ourselves?
a poem in my pocket 
Mar 14, 2017 @ 20:25:52
That is some rather deep thoughts going on there!
Mar 14, 2017 @ 21:50:45
Sometimes deep like a pit! Thanks for reading, Janice 🙂
Mar 14, 2017 @ 16:32:24
There is positivity everywhere, you need only look. And not even that. Find a good feeling. Anything. A comfy chair, funny tvshow, anything. Let the good feeling stay with you, don’t push it away. The more you experience a good emotion, the more you’ll get to feel that. What do you want to focus on?
Mar 14, 2017 @ 16:56:57
Thanks…and, yes, it matters what we choose to focus on!
Mar 14, 2017 @ 07:47:05
drink it down! none for me thanks, i’m driving. i’ll expect excess love and it will abound. love your words (there. it begins!)
Mar 14, 2017 @ 08:44:09
Thanks for the positivity…does it come in pill form?! 😉