"Camera"
Put
the camera down; give it its well-earned break,
And let your memory do its job.
Stop watching the world through that 2-inch LCD screen
You brag so much about
And let your eyes see the vivid
colors the world holds.
The bright blues, and dark greens,
The gentle pinks and purples and oranges
Of the setting sun that last ever so slightly
Before fading into nothingness.
Let them watch the way a breeze
can ever so slightly move a tree,
See the emotion that faces really hold,
Not those phony smiles they plaster on for the flash
Before the faces fade back to
the
Heartache,
love, hatred, joy, disappointment, and happiness they usually hold.
Skip freely,
Run as fast as you can,
Hold on tight,
Otherwise you’re left
in the dust,
Splash in the ocean waves
And feel the salt bathe your skin
Without the worries of dropping your beloved camera,
Because I bet all it wants,
With its 2-inch LCD screen
capturing every moment
Is to break and have its job be done,
So it can do you a favor and let you see the world
As it’s supposed to be seen,
Remembering what you remember,
forgetting what you forget
And watching those colors of the sunset fade into nothingness
