the power goes out suddenly the bright city remembers what darkness is all about windows blackout one by one streetlights surrender traffic signals fall silent the skyline disappears we look up from our phones the battery is 50% the device needs power and the power is gone the sky was there the whole time now it too is gone no way to reach out how did we forget how to call when the phone goes dark we can't go live no way to broadcast that we're still alive we can no longer announce our existence or beg for help when we need assistance now we hope our neighbors in a time of danger are people we can trust we are strangers because we never talk to them and they don't talk to us yet suddenly they become the only people we can reach it seems none of what we learn about the light matters for long when darkness is sure to return we look for the light we search for the truth in our darkest hour we forget how to shine yet even a spark can teach the dark how to recede like water finding its way back from the shore the lights may return the phones will charge the skyline will come alive again but What is power if we have forgotten how to connect? What is power when we forget how to reconnect? we become the outage when we disconnect we can have a thousand contacts and followers and no one to call on a hundred neighbors and not know one name a world all around us and still feel alone perhaps the darkness didn't take our connection perhaps it only revealed how long it had been gone we step outside and we look at one another as if it's the first time we're seeing each other for the first time in a long time we look up from looking down a door opens a neighbor steps out someone asks “ARE YOU ALRIGHT?” and for the first time all night we hear a human voice out there that seems to care that we're still here that we're still alive the city has lost its gleam and it seems that we've temporarily lost our minds but perhaps we are beginning to connect to our power not the kind that comes through wires not the power that lights up a screen the power to reach out the power to listen the power to trust and help out a stranger the power to reconnect and beneath the darkened skyline the sky is waiting to provide a sign we forgot we need the stars the silent night the candlelight and perhaps the reminder that we were meant to align not shine alone we are our own source of energy we charge each other that's how we survive the zero hour "those who keep us in the dark forces our light to come on"
The Immortal Wize
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OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY The Immortal Wize
OUTAGEthe power goes out suddenly the bright city remembers what darkness is all about windows blackout one by one streetlights surrender traffic signals fall silent the skyline disappears we look up from our phones the battery is 50% the device needs power and the power is gone the sky was there the whole time now it too is gone no way to reach out how did we forget how to call when the phone goes dark we can't go live no way to broadcast that we're still alive we can no longer announce our existence or beg for help when we need assistance now we hope our neighbors in a time of danger are people we can trust we are strangers because we never talk to them and they don't talk to us yet suddenly they become the only people we can reach it seems none of what we learn about the light matters for long when darkness is sure to return we look for the light we search for the truth in our darkest hour we forget how to shine yet even a spark can teach the dark how to recede like water finding ...  |
Reserved Sovereignty"Asking" when does asking It happens when the hand Waiting for a drop of water Drawn from a well that's been I ask my mother a simple question I don't go any farther than the I do not step across the border Where a request becomes a plea Mama became good at fixin' Mending the tears inside me refusing to sacrifice my dignity I usually leave the question on the floor I turn away before it has the chance For I only give my God my please |
The Painful Chapterwrote a book I don’t want to read out loud I bound the spine in tweed I regret the ink that had to be spilled to accumulate the pages with things I should forget I need to bury the outline under the weeds in the yard of my youth but it would probably strangle the daylights out of truth a heavy volume sits on the shelf collecting specks of dust a twisted and plot tied tighter than a knot in a strand of thread characters who forgot how to trust the process of a bitter ending that never sought publication should it be removed there's nothing to replace it it's difficult to fill blank spaces remembering names forgetting faces or vice versa perhaps one day I'll flip through the pages and discover the author to be unknown |
Walk Awayanswers never came in spoken words in the silence of a room plans were delayed and calls went unheard shadows formed where trees should bloom seasons begging skies to change the current weather of ones mind the fog cleared from these eyes to see what was left behind When the sky is no longer blue When finally you know the truth the only thing left to do is reclaim the days of ones youth no final fight no grand goodnight no explanation left behind to say goodbye |
Resolution & RevelationSometimes you have to write down |
A Stranger To The FamiliarYou can return to |
I'm Gonna Need You (08032026)one day I'm gonna need you to hold my hand one day I'm gonna need you to help me stand I'm gonna need you to help me do all the things I done for myself without no one's help one day I'm gonna need you to hold my hand one day I'm gonna need you to help me stand I'm gonna need you to help me do all the things I done for myself without no one's help one day I'm gonna need you to answer the phone one day I'm gonna need you to respond to the text I'm gonna need you to do a wellness check one day I'm gonna need you to come through I'm gonna need you to stop by but you won't show up for me you won't lift me up you won't answer the phone you won't check on me you won't respond to the text you won't help me do all the things I once did for myself without help from no one else |
TIW 7/31/26" Its a set up to up set you if you get up set it wins." |
Stream of Consciousnessyou taught me how to survive you keep teaching me how to get by how can I lose when I know how to win when I switched from pencil to pen I made mistakes I couldn't erase you told me to do it over again I got frustrated I really did hate it you taught me how to behave you told me to make the grades I studied hard to make you proud of me you told me you would be proud of me degree or no degree as long as I achieve you told me to prosper before I knew the meaning of the word I looked it up wrote it down impressed the meaning in my mind you told me to draw a line through impossible you wanted me to believe it's possible you told me don't sit around waiting for opportunity to knock on the door you told me to get up go out and get what's mine you told me to name it you told me to claim it you told me I had to be invested you taught me how to manifest it you taught me alot of lessons some I still remember some I forgot no matter what I can't say I didn't have someone in my life who want... |
TIW 7/29/26"I talk to the squawk and the squawk, squawks to me." |