some people’s hearts
are 1300 pounds of rage
some people’s minds
are antique arcade machines
some people’s guts
are ocean oil spills
and some people’s bodies
are imploding giant casinos
we are not small accidents
we are massive heart attacks
to happiness
and we
are nuclear radiation
we must speak loudly
we must love even louder
we must be unafraid
to shake the ground
to leave cracks in mountains
that will remain safe passage
for every holy virus
we awaken
to walk through
forever
COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2013
Well said. Love out loud. It’s the only way to really be!
I agree with Kitt.
I have a feeling that she knows what she’s talking about.
Thanks, guys.
The freedom thinker’s manifesto to liberty!
Amen to all (I’ll skip the virus if it’s not my wife👸)
🌋
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I absolutely love every single thing about this
Thank you!
Yes.
Excellent stuff. I’m all for antidote-ing ‘viruses’, ‘holy’ or otherwise. I enjoy your writing style, mate.
Thank you!!
We don’t know the power we have. I agree.
Powerful writing Poet!
I adore that out-rage-ous imagery…. gobsmacking goodness all the way!
Bravo!