Glowy Pearls – Day 190, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Is it real?
Is it fake?
Who knows anymore?
But,
What does it matter,
Anyway?
Because,
As old and tragic as the “news” gets,
We still treat each other like,
That view full of darkened hues our eyes wish to forget.
Like,
Gleaming bright colors on a canvas we paint over for an image we end up throwing out before the paint ever sets.
The only disaster I see,
Is our refusal to hold hands during times of need.
A denial to put differences aside,
And,
Breathe.
The same air all of us suspire as we extend our arms toward the same sky,
And,
Reach for freedom none of us will ever have,
As we all have a choice.
Either,
Make this a better world,
Or,
Widen the void!
We feel inside of a heart thinking more about a pearl,
Than the smiles we can give…
Man,
What a shame that is…