Everyday Poetry #0001

Being new to the Earth feels weird.
Suddenly through woes and throws
Feeling unsafe, in a world feared — 
By us outside the show.

Creating an interesting sense of self
Through time and space, lost.
Forced into the ability to engulf
A life that tends to run on exhaust.

Entering through the atmosphere;
Speeding into an unsure circumstance.
Praying the panic will clear — 
At least enough to make a stance.

A stance to make a change
Enough to move it all ahead.
Inspired to push past the strange,
Yet embrace the weird through my stead.

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