Brummet's Conscious Blog

Poetry Time This monthly series began more than a decade ago in an effort to encourage the joys of poetry. Here we celebrate other poet's work, as well as our own. If you would like to submit, simply visit the  ABOUT  page for guidelines & contact information. In Our Midst How can we justify this life? With every breath that we take, Can we influence this hard world? Is there power in the hands,  Of This boy or this girl? There are heroes in our midst, And you know that they exist, They exist in you and I, We are the heroes in our midst. How can we waste away this life? When every breath is a gift, A chance to choose whatever fits, To make some wrong right, Or ease somebody’s plight. How can we whine about this life? When those who passed before had, Passed through rougher roads and more. And when looked at in this light, The roads we travel are golden evermore. How can claim we’re conscious? When each breath releases anger, Or some rotting hate within. And are we mak...