Compromised Focus

Screaming in basements to avoid being heard,

Typing out thoughts so patience doesn’t have to be tested,

It’s all become so routine;

Figuring out how to make the loudest noise yet remain concealed

In an absent-minded and loud world.

Exhausted at the resonance of criticism,

Flattened by the glare of chosen ignorance,

My disdain for sleep is tested by my stronger desire to avoid people.

While my body will be in far worse pain if I lay down uselessly,

It’s better than the pain of being surrounded by people

whose interactions feel like they’re done out of duty rather than hospitality.

Why believe you’re in a group when the people make you feel lonely?

Why sit next to someone who seems as though they’re deaf to your voice only?

I’m confused as to what relationships are actually supposed to do,

Especially since people seem to favor conversations on screens involving icons and abbreviations,

Rather than human engagement and sound.

Why should I see you in person when I can see you just fine on my phone screen?


Don’t waste your touch You won’t feel anything

 

 

I’m Comin’ Out?

“Coming out” this phrase could refer to something being made public,

Whether it be in the entertainment world or even a bit more personally;

Such as a persons sexual preferences.

But this phrase is on my mind this weekend,

For reasons altogether different.

As I walked down Market,

I heard a “preacher” claiming all Christians in San Francisco must be hiding under rocks.

Behind were many signs, one featuring words like ‘What will you say on judgment day?’

Not to sound violent, but my initial wish was to fill this man’s mouth with socks.

It doesn’t matter where you,

If the only feedback one Christian can give of the Christian majority;

Is that they’re more fit for the shadows,

Than spreading the proverbial light of Christ

what should be the general opinion of Christians?

Much to this preacher’s surprise,

The only rocks most Christians in places like San Francisco may be hiding under

are the ones that have been thrown typically by other “Christians”.

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Disclaimer; I’m not trying to spread the same venom or bitterness that I started to feel rise in me as the events that inspired this very loose critique unfolded. I’m merely voicing something that, especially as a Christian, troubles me; it’s sad to see times where the church could try to improve it’s reputation be made into a time of a dirty laundry quality opinion of Christianity being “aired out”.