a VERY long poem
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This poem is very long. So long, in fact, that your attention span may be stretched to its very limits.

a VERY long poem

This poem is very long

So long, in fact, that your attention span

May be stretched to its very limits

But that’s okay

It’s what’s so special about poetry

See, poetry takes time

We live in a time

Call it our culture or society

It doesn’t matter to me cause neither one rhymes

A time where most people don’t want to listen

Our throats wait like matchsticks waiting to catch fire

Waiting until we can speak

No patience to listen

But this poem is long

It’s so long, in fact, that during the time of this poem

You could’ve done any number of other wonderful things

You could’ve called your father

Call your father

You could be writing a postcard right now

Write a postcard

When was the last time you wrote a postcard?

You could be outside

You’re probably not too far away from a sunrise or a sunset

Watch the sun rise

Maybe you could’ve written your own poem

A better poem

You could have played a tune or sung a song

You could have met your neighbor

And memorized their name

Memorize the name of your neighbor

You could’ve drawn a picture

(Or, at least, colored one in)

You could’ve started a book

Or finished a prayer

You could’ve talked to God


When was the last time you prayed?

Really prayed?

This is a long poem

So long, in fact, that you’ve already spent a minute with it

When was the last time you hugged a friend for a minute?

Or told them that you love them?

Tell your friends you love them

…no, I mean it, tell them

Say, I love you

Say, you make life worth living

Because that, is what friends do

Of all of the wonderful things that you could’ve done

During this very, very long poem

You could have connected

Maybe you are connecting

Maybe we’re connecting

See, I believe that the only things that really matter

In the grand scheme of life are God and people

And if people are made in the image of God

Then when you spend your time with people

It’s never wasted

And in this very long poem

I’m trying to let a poem do what a poem does:

Make things simpler

We don’t need poems to make things more complicated

We have each other for that

We need poems to remind ourselves of the things that really matter

To take time

A long time

To be alive for the sake of someone else for a single moment

Or for many moments

Cause we need each other

To hold the hands of a broken person

All you have to do is meet a person

Shake their hand

Look in their eyes

They are you

We are all broken together

But these shattered pieces of our existence don’t have to be a mess

We just have to care enough to hold our tongues sometimes

To sit and listen to a very long poem

A story of a life

The joy of a friend and the grief of friend

To hold and be held

And be quiet

So, pray

Write a postcard

Call your parents and forgive them and then thank them

Turn off the TV

Create art as best as you can

Share as much as possible, especially money

Tell someone about a very long poem you once heard

And how afterward it brought you to them

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