Uncertainty Poem by James McLain

Uncertainty,
Misconceptions about what you feel and why?
Apart from the whole, when you are.
When next we see the sun, winter is here,
Falling right off, it fell.
And tomorrow will come and it will, alive those
Are will be!
There will be what there is and something more,
Perhaps to feel and know something else.
A second chance to do what should have been
Done, the day before.
The skies are to busy now to separate us from
Then, knowing already who they are.
Uncertainty about tomorrow are you well?
Not sick or in an unfortunate accident, unforseen.
Uncertain about compassion, he said and empathy,
What does the voice inside of your head tell you?
And having their lies never pass from your lips,
Uncertain of what to say, while you worry about that
Which you have control of but you let pass.
Uncertainty,
Misconceptions of what is real but yet has yet come
To pass,
And humanity will thinking it must feel what's not real
That but for a few come to pass.



Copyright © James McLain | Year Posted 2017