Stop.

The world of possibilities spreads
like winds rolling on a plain.

Sure as the sun rising again -
a time of relative ease exists.

And yet, negativity persists -
in heads turned, in words. A growing pain

that spreads its decay oft and again -
but dig heels and hold. Persist.

Take sense, decency, and justice back, not merely snacks on which to subsist
But tomes to ingest, balms for your brain,

until we're made (make ourselves) wise again -
and see each other as humanity.

Not property, not 'less than me' -
just human. Flesh and blood, the same.

For as clouds gather with drops of rain -
it's to the world of possibilities, they're led. . . .

Day 18 Bottle. #inktober
#inktober2018 @jakeparker @inktober@joireine

Started with a drawing of a mobius strip turned klein bottle and
then had a change of heart.  :-D