poem

 A Better World

We’re always trying to make the world a little better.

Anytime we find ourselves someplace that seems

Just a little off, the faintest whiff of a sad vibe,

I do this thing where I get down on a knee

And propose to you 

Right there in front of everyone.

Nobody knows the truth

But it always seems to lift the mood,

Softens some faces the way

Spontaneous gestures and actions

Remind that love is not an abstraction.

Lately it seems I’m always on my knees.

So much sadness everywhere. But it loses its charm after a while

People stop paying attention.

It even stopped working on you—

I notice you're no longer there.

It’s just me offering a ring.

To the rest of the world  

5/15/22