under the rock

just might be a lightness in the

darkness, if you prefer the light &

you got ta’ sift through the s**t,

you got ta’ embrace it when all

else goes the way of the dinosaurs---

this just might be something human

something full of errors & just like

you, yes, this little trail of

breadcrumbs, might lead to your

back door &

you throw away all that somebody

said, all that somebody meant to

you, you walk hypocritical & never

find a way to forgive a friend

because they just didn’t turn out

the way you thought when you both

began.

 

there’s life under every rock &

though it’s a cliché to say you got to

be looking underneath it, if you

don’t then you got no one to blame

but yourself & the most narrow of

minds to boot.

 

flush right under now,

like water from the stream,

flush right under now,

like rushing stream out from beneath the

manhole cover,

flush right under now &

let the eyes open wide

because you could find so much more

than what wanted,

in time.