Turmoil Poem by David Harris

We live in a time when the slightest alteration
can send our lives into a state of confusion.
It confuses our sense of being and our lives spiral
into turmoil not knowing which way to turn.

Everything seems like a mountain impossible to climb.
We seem to take one-step forward
and two steps back in every task we perform.
Our lives seem to spin in every decreasing circles going nowhere.

There seems no way out of the dark tunnel we are in,
no light to follow to regain our sanity
as we swim against the tide wonder if our lives
will ever be the same as the mountains get taller every time we look.

Yet we only need only take a minute and stand back
from those dark reaches that wish to control us.
Relax to view the turmoil for what we have made it
to cure our troubled mind.


16 May 2010