Pendulum Poem by Daniel Hooks

Sometimes in seeing we don’t always see.
And being we don’t always just be.
We all make mistakes
Life gives but always takes
Freedom is not about just being free
Sometimes it’s about just being me
Sometimes we hide our feelings undercover
When being possessed by our lover
In laughing and crying maybe it’s not best to ask why
We choose to resist
Ignorance is bliss
and sometimes ignorance is this
in seeing but not seeing
in being but not being
life is not a balance but a pendulum swinging
as we try to anticipate our next choice
and given that choice where would we be
when turning our page on our history?