by Ben Ayuko {image by blakeArt} Is it not too late, for me to dream To dust off my past, to forgive my sins To set on a course, a new one for me That I’ve always wanted, always believed Is it not too late, for me to rise To the occasion, with […]
by Ben Ayuko {image by Cornell Chronicle} I feel like if I, acknowledge the past it means that it happened, that it will out last If I were to hide, from it in a pit It wouldn’t have meaning, nothing to admit But who it affected, would not just abide from out the
by Ben Ayuko {image by Nation Media} She was so spent at the end of the day She spent it all, with patients and patients And patients became, faceless, the same screaming in unison, “I need a doctor” So, write up a chart, she did this for him in Sent him to the
by Ben Ayuko contact info: benayuko@gmail.com {image by Ben Ayuko} So, once again it repeats The people, they want to speak We didn’t like it before Now we just don’t believe The reason we roam the streets In t-shirts and ripped up jeans And sweaters in sweltering heat And boots with laces thick
{by Ben Ayuko} {image by adobe stock} In the Future, Others can Talk In the Future, Others can Walk In the Future, Others can Not In the Future, Others can Not In the Future, Others have Empathy In the Future, Others are Painful In the Future, Others are Flirty In the Future, Others
