Written by Jacob Ibrag
There are those who do and
those who don’t. Those who speak and
those who won’t. Those who run and those
who walk. Those who create and those who watch.
I see a cut in the sky and it’s sharing its voice. It used to
be so quiet, but now it’s hard to ignore. There are days that
I do and days that I don’t. There are days that I speak
and days that I won’t. There are days that I run
and days that I walk. There are days that
I create and days that I watch.
Image by Jeremy Thomas