By Antwon Rose
I am confused and afraid
I wonder what path I will take
I hear that there’s only two ways out
I see mothers bury their sons
I want my mom to never feel that pain
I am confused and afraid
I pretend all is fine
I feel like I’m suffocating
I touch nothing so I believe all is fine
I worry that it isn’t, though
I cry no more
I am confused and afraid
I understand people believe I’m just a statistic
I say to them I’m different
I dream of life getting easier
I try my best to make my dream true
I hope that it does
I am confused and afraid
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I had a fairly quiet early Monday -- writing stuff, trip laundry, cat laundry, kitchen cleanup -- then in the late afternoon I took a walk, then a shower, then Paul and I went to meet friends from my local Pokemon raiding group for dinner at the Cheesecake Factory, where the wife of one of the players and two others with whom I'm friendly (one of whom is a writer and editor whom I've known for years because of Star Trek) has planned a surprise birthday party.
I ate way too much, since we were all encouraged to have cheesecake, but it was very fun to see everyone not at a raid. When we got home we watched the end of the Orioles game (boooo) and the start of the Nationals game (yay, I think). I have nothing to say about the news better than the people swearing in rage. From Lewis Ginter Botanical Garden, some of the half-million bricks from the Nature Connects: Art with LEGO Bricks display by artist Sean Kenney:
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