What to do, What to write
It’s not too late To follow the light
What to do
What to write
To not be blue
To not be glad
Without despite
Might be sad
Might be melancholy
Dreams of flight
And to be a soul
Those cries
That sigh
That longs for light
That keeps falling out of sight
By people who retaliate
To good
Praise hate
It’s not too late
To follow the light
To care for humanity
In 2026
We have criminals running the country
It’s political as can be that the criminals
Fight for the right to be free
To lie
To cheat
To murder
To gaslight
To eliminate the good
So, they can be free
To do as they please
To hurt
To steal
To abuse
It’s not too late to follow the light
Cause it’s not out of sight
But standing beside you at your will
And still the pen remembers
What the world forgets
That light is stubborn,
That truth keeps breathing
Even when the powerful
Choke the air.
The soul doesn’t vanish
Because darkness shouts louder;
It waits, steady,
Beside the one who
Still believes in the quiet work of goodness.
About the Creator
Vicki Lawana Trusselli
I am 76 year old California mythic storyteller blending lived truth, technology, and sovereign survival into multimedia art.
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