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Untitled One

Untitled One


I had been dozing lazily in my seat all morning
Before thought led to action
Resulting in my leaving the room
And visiting a mental health advocate’s office
Being there immediately brightened my mood
The sun poured through the storefront windows,
Welcoming me
Sparrows sang, never repeating for three hours
I listened here to nature’s wonder
For healing messages of hope and recovery
Mine and that of Rachel
A young woman
Whose depression had been treated
Over the past seven years
Modeling the behavior
I had adopted less than a month ago
Rachel had somehow found the courage to meet and address her fears
And with treatment, was gaining strength
It was good to share,
Eat popcorn
Drink water
And enjoy sanity
It was a good day
For sparrows and robins
It was a good time
To act
And you can only act
By standing or wheeling out and joining humanity



Kenyatta Yamel

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Don't isolate yourself
Written June 23rd, 2004

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  • Freedom
    November 15, 2004
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    Love this piece- the message (ok, i'll be blunt as you were- don't isolate yourself) is a brilliant one. I've had to struggle with this- I'm a bit of a natural hermit, I fear. (Sometimes just because humanity bugs me... ) But, then I hear something like a sparrow singing and I realize it is better to face the fears than ignore them.
    I've missed your works, but not because you haven't been writing- I just haven't been reading. So sorry! I'm back and ready! Thanks for another brilliant piece to brighten this world!
    Freedom


  • Airtightchick
    August 15, 2004
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    Very deep- I am positive that there is some meaning behind it that me {as the reader} doesn't really understand. But they words had a wonderful flow to them... keep it up man from wisconsin, i use to have a house there lol


  • July 9, 2004
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    ah, but it is safe here behind these walls kenyatta, i've but to open the window next to me to hear the robins, sparrows, cardinals and jays...last evening a mother racoon and her three babes toddled past, and everywhere i look it is green. the vegitation is so thick, i cannot see the neighbor's house. on a good day, traffic is but slight background noise. i have a roof over my head, food on the table, two dogs who love me (and i them) my benefactor who is also becoming a friend...and my computer. why go "out there" and face hordes of people, traffic, noise, chaos? it is safe here my friend...

    by the way...this is an amazing poem!
    ~liz

  • Michael Dennis Rivers
    July 3, 2004
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    An interesting glimpse (sp?) of the two lives, upbeat, charges the reader to do likewise.
    \mike