Not a Waste

Posted in : poems,stream of consciousness/random

Dot every “i”, cross every “t”,
But still it don’t matter with what is to be.

There’s things you control and things that you can’t—
Don’t let your thoughts kill you, and run all rampant.

“Quit you like men!” Stand up and be strong;
When you’re confused in the day and nights are so long.

Huddle together—I’ve got you, you’ve got me—
We’ll cut our losses, move on, and tell the world our story.

—Travis J,
2.25-ish AM


I'm very big into education, and my energies are devoted to inspiring this desire for education into other people--at home and abroad.

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