Dead Bodies

I've been noticing people without passion; a lost sense of pride, no dignity, no doubt. A plague of the mind which I cannot explain in short time; I suppose we can blame technology or the processed food. I might as well jump on the band wagon and blame Wal-Mart and McDonalds. People standing still on escalators and moving walkways, sitting on planes, driving our cars onto boats, waiting in line to buy popcorn at the movie theaters and sitting on couches are lifeless people full of dreams and criticism. (While I lay on my back writing poems) Placing blame on the man and pointing out others faults. Preying on their weakness and sucking the life out of them. They are us, you and I and him and her. We are the few, the proud, the American dream. And that's exactly what we've been doing... Dreaming; not living or doing or showing others that it's okay to be silly, or vulnerable, or laugh, or clap at the movies for that matter; clueless mindless humans with the ever so present resemblance to dead bodies, floating down lazy river. Laughs at the weak instead of laughing for weeks; in desperate need of revival; thirty compressions and two rescue breaths; survival means living and living means letting go so come on people; let's go! Life is full of love so love life. Live on, let it go, get off your high horse and say something's silly. Put your guard down for just a moment and open yourself up to the possibilities. Take the stairs. Smile at a stranger. Take a chance. Make a new friend. Lose your inhibitions and believe. Yes believe! (That) You are the most important piece to the puzzle. We all count and can make a difference. Stay positive and infect the world with kindness. Ultimately it is your choice; to live a full life or to live a life less full, floating down lazy river like a bunch of dead bodies. 2014