By Mae
Too much time has been spent focusing on the past
Without it this reality would not exist
But settling in the comfort of familiarity is not growth
Without it this reality would not exist
But settling in the comfort of familiarity is not growth
This new reality is the next step
It’s uncomfortable
But there’s no more time
for experiments
test runs
or observation
Time to glance ahead
With feet planted in the present
Not because the future is bright
Like everyone chatters about
But because it’s coming
And it’s coming now
Hard lessons have yet to be learned
Deaths and heartbreak will be mourned
Catastrophies will turn back the clock
Undoing everyone’s hard work
Only so much growth can sprout from the nutrients of one event
And survival results in a layer of strength just to be worn off by the next wave
