woken by the rain i could lie here all day, but the coffee awaits
the quiet person likely has a lot to say but chooses not to
a splash of color is all it would take to make neutral disappear
when our intended actions get blown off course, we cannot blame the wind
we can share the sights and the sounds, but it’s a shame we can’t share the smells
if we missed something we all to often assume it didn’t exist
with a puff of air or in a blink of an eye the moment is gone
the things that we build to keep us safe, when ignored will become unsafe
to live in comfort we must first recognize what it is we don’t need
because there’s a line we often wrongly assume there is a divide
uptown jack 