Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
Look at this world of mine
There are lights, and street signs
Detours and construction work
Things I never thought I’d see
Strange how life turned out to be
From the thirty minute walk in January cold
Just to get to a class and do as I’m told
To the wild dogs chasing after me
And the rain following close behind
I never thought I would find
Myself complaining about a traffic light
Poet, making sense of war, humanity, love and greed. Trying to find the magic in ordinary things.
I am Zee