hidden in plain sight so much of what we take in each day is toxic
even if we can see the target, hitting it is not guaranteed
if we sit and wait we’ll get the future we get not the one we want
someone else’s shoes have walked for miles; have any of those steps been mine
the workers will come later today and erase what we have ignored
we’ve got a system that was built for yesterday that we need to fix
in a hurried life we miss the quiet moments presented to us
codes used long ago still have meaning; but only if we understand
in going to seed the next generation is allowed to flourish
i often wonder if things that look abandoned actually are
uptown jack 