it’s a long way to where I’m going
there is nothing ever new
it has always been there before
whether it be spaceships or dinosaurs
to be or not to be
give me liberty or give me death
what are they but bold proclamations
made by multitudes (of men)
long before recorded history
there is this cumulation of sorts
that continually runs on autopilot
where storms and wars become
even more powerful
nature against man
man against nature (and man)
relentlessly pounding
worldwide peace movements
that somehow flourish surrealistically
century after century
it’s a long way to where I’m going
but chances are once I get there
nobody will ever know
october two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
I don’t know how you manage to do so much writing and such great writing. I’m so impressed.
I’m thankful for your kind comments, Lara, but I should certainly say the same about you, as well as so many other inspiring artists.
Writers write, yes. And I read as much as you do… wow.