Prospects

the kettle works better when you plug it in
there's change on the kitchen counter
snow falls silently as it does
the internet speaks of poetry slams and fashion games
put forth the effort and reap success
dress to impress and be set up for disappointment
these kids tumble and tweet
awaiting the response they so crave
from the people they barely know
clawing at a world full of assumed outcomes
and intellectual hierachy

Maybe we should concern ourselves more with putting differences aside and working toward goals of positive help and change in our community. Maybe then we could walk around with an air of arrogance once we've done something beneficial. But true souls that have done good things with their lives know their work is never done and so they don't bother with being seen or boasting. They lay dormant in their little apartments plotting their next big move to end poverty and disease.

I feel like 2011 will be a year of change for the better. Although, I think we may say that about every year, there are positive communities forming within the city limits that may one day have messages that extend far beyond London. I think a more involved commitment to things that matter to me will lead to a happier existence.

*hours later*

And maybe less neglect.