After digging into some old work yesterday, I felt inclined to post this as well. It feels fairly fitting, given the times we're living in. I can definitely feel my tenacity and audacity of youth in this poem.

Vicarious Anonymity

Living vicariously through life
Living anonymously, divided;
Apartheid, apathetic destruction
Obstructed through invention
Divinity of nature's gifts
Destroyed by automation
Annihilation of an apathetic nation
Living vicariously through life
Living anonymously, divided;
Dually dismissing drab, dismal days,
Dastardly demons dealing dangerous drugs,
Day dreaming- denying daily deeds.
Dismissing dually, drab, dismal days.
Divided.
Distant.
Disdained.
Living vicariously through anonymity,
Living anonymously in life, divided.

We may be living in strange days, my friends, but stay kind and be well.

Much love.

Photo Shot on LG G6