Words

Words are real.  There they are.

One cannot hit “Undo.”

One might as well be careful

that the words one speaks are true.

Once words are said, they can’t be changed,

e’en though you change your mind.

So, when you’re uttering your words…

you might as well be kind.

Passwords

My world’s awash with Passwords.

They tumble from the sky.

They’re like buzzing, angry hornets

who just will not let me by.

I can’t log in to anything

unless I break, then stop.

They want another password…

like a grumpy traffic cop.

My devices want another one.

It’s just too much to cope.

I hate:  “Forgot your password?”

I’m running out of hope.

Needs

I need a sympathetic heart.

I need some understanding.

I need some quiet for my soul.

I need life less demanding.

I need to find more hope ahead.

I need to see more kindness.

I need to see a gentler world

where light and love can find us.

I need to know there’s purpose

in the daily things I do.

I need to laugh.  I need to play.

I need these things.  Don’t you?