I Turned to Me
The world didn’t stop
I just stepped off.
It wouldn’t pull up
so I took a break
from people telling me
who were my idols,
why they’re now fallen,
demanding from them
the apology I don’t need.
I stepped back from
the sound bytes from
leaders bereft of sound advice,
like play yard fighters
screaming “No, Mine!”
only with lives at stake.
My spirit was affected
flashed flaming red hot
then flash-frozen iced
then to a melted, wet pile of ash.
And, with no invitation for me
of a word from me
I understood my voice
was not sought.
So I stayed unplugged
logged off when not working
and I wrote.
© 2010 Shari Lynne Smothers







