Casting Stones
The unstoppable force keeps coming through
no matter the time with disregard
for place or weather
A matador of barbs grabs horns of bulls
even when they mudsling in
herds together
It's coming together slowly piece by piece
as it does take time to
build a puzzle
The horn will keep blowing like trees in storms
even if it moves in silence
like loosened muzzles
The world is troubled because its people are
& everyone is lost within
broken selves
We need more people that are of use to others
instead of those that hate
& project themselves
Leave that part of you at home on empty shelves
as there's no room for it in this
house of glass
You shouldnt throw rocks as you may hit a neighbor
& that reflection of you
is all you have
Take a look in the mirror before you cock & cast
as you never know what image
you might just shatter
Instead of pointing the finger try giving a hand
to be a solution in
troublesome matters
Copyright © Jasen Ridley | Year Posted 2024
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