Enough

Enough

Body hunched Bones groan People walk stiffly not swiftly Yet they’re not old Devour the lie we’ve all been sold Face illuminated day and night By manmade light. Somewhere in between sleepy and awake This reality we trying to shake How sick will we become? And just how gruff? Who will call our bluff?   Yearn to venture outta the 5G bubble That’s trapping us into a world o’ trouble Before we drop that tiny thing That piece of metal got us In a sling How sick will we become? And just how gruff? It’s gotten kinda ruff.   Find the bridge… Walk right into the forest Learning to live like those before us Leaning up into the sun Real healing has begun Air is clean and communities, warm Here, even bees still swarm. Fruit trees full blooming and bodies not troubled Now our understanding’s doubled.   Until then, Just how sick will we become, And how gruff? Before we say, Enough.”   Angela lives in the beautiful state of California where she is a Massage Therapist. She journals and also choreographs dance. She accepted Christ over a decade ago and continues her pursuit after the heart of God through the performing arts of poetry, dance and health. Share this:FacebookLinkedInTwitterTumblrLike this:Like...
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