Always Be Quiet Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

My shadow
sleeps anywhere
it pleases to. Standing
here, there, and everywhere.
It does not tire; you will soon see.
Who IAM scares you; and IAM not alone!
You, will you, question me? Because I do
question you as I, build feelings; these
feelings, leading to your awakening.
I, know the sounds of your sleeping
a most lonely sound; one more familiar to
walking in large crowds on crowded streets
during a civil defense drill! Are you feeling
the scars of your troubled sleep? beginning
with the waves that cover over these troubling
things you continually keep in the excessive
emotional baggage, you constantly carry
along with your every dazed thinking so
profoundly deep, of nothing that will
carry your happiness; thinking only of
daily things that keep you entombed
in your, insipidly lived past… Why, do
you not uncover; the way to the light?
Rise and, search the horizons… turn on some
comfortable music, and calm yourself… greet each
new dawn with a happier tune, and a good cup
of coffee! Go outside, take a long morning walk
and get lost in the arising daze that is awakening
itself in you! Think of who you know that would
sleep under my shadow? Am I death to you?
Are you now crying and being annoyed with
whom it is, you awoke next to you? This
causing you to look deeply at both that
hurt in you, and; the hope. You are alone
and with nothing to cover and shelter you
from the thickening mists, and rains that soak
and pummel you with all those unnecessary heart
breaking blues… Every morning, I have to crawl out
of bed and confess to myself that I too, have issues
that need to be addressed and faced up to… as do
you and every other human, of the species, who
is alive; and kicking it on this spit of sand in the
whole of the universe… so, sack up! And stand
up, and shut the phuuck up about everything
you are complaining about… all that you
complain about is just minutia! There
is no hard stuff, for you to battle! You
are too much, of a coward to battle
any of your problems and concerns!
And me? IAM silenced and shut out
and put down and forgotten! IAM
not needed and always in thought
of what it is I ought to do about you
not thinking of me as I think of you!
What is it that I should dare you to do?
Give it a moment or two or more. And holler
back in an answering post mentioning the title
of this here prose! It is my will and my hope
that when I up and suddenly appear… that
you each will not be scared; that you will
become aware and awakened in that
‘New York Second'! Every one feeling
special now? All that cold-shouldered
trending doubt disappearing? Gonna lose
that sleepless nights worrying kinda thingy
maybe? So, look up at me and look me in the
eyes with your eyes and let me see… what
is next to be for you and me… And remember
IAM everywhere, anytime in every place all
around this world… standing and watching
and listening; so not dare to ignore me
ever again! Stay you always in my light
feel this light's guidance and feel me
right next to you and all of your
relations! For when that schist sturm
surges all hell is gonna play! And not one
of you, will be ready for; the end of time on
that daze! Get Ready People! The train is at
the station! So, line up and get aboard
and do remember to forever remain
calm and especially remember
to; always be quiet