Bare open

You tell me not to worry

matthew.

but my senses are straining & collapsing.

you tell me not to worry

i wake up not knowing if i can pay my bills, loans, rent, food, all these things.

i feel trapped unable to move

Paralyzed. right, paralyzed.

i think the homeless have it right,

Rejection of a system of oppression.

You tell me not to worry.

Where do i come from?

i come from a broken family

father absent

mother sleeping in restful bed of dirt

virginia with the love of my brothers

..miles away

school drop out.

you told me

I am broken and you tell me not to worry

as the birds of the air

and the flowers of the field..

if thats your promise

i hope you see my anger.

hear my cry

expect my wail to cause a chill up your spine.

because i am in pain.

my brothers and sisters are in pain.

you are my only hope to look past this

entanglement, this sadness, this darkness.

help me not to worry