A Call Away

I stand at the end of the road waiting for you to join me. Wondering if I called out loud enough for you to hear. If you need me I'm only a call away. If you desire a shoulder to lean on I'm here. 

Love always, Esha 

Unpopular Reality

Give me the truth 

One thing I learned about lying 

Is the upkeep cost is too high 

Because you have to lie again to maintain a lie 

So tell me the truth 

Even if it curls your upper lip 

And brings salty disappointment to trusting eyes 

I can't live in the dark 

Unaware of the light 

Always wondering why the story didn't make sense 

Sensing the inconsistencies in my mind 

Knowing that I'm being deceived 

 

By a fallacy that is wasting my precious time 

So tell me the truth 

I triple dog dare you to be honest 

Be the opposite of mainstream news 

And tell me the unpopular reality 

Give me the meat with the bones 

Leave no stone unturned in it's deliverance 

Either way it goes down like bitter medicine 

The hardest part is admitting to it's sour taste

Accepting it comes with time 

But even if it desolates 

The life I believed to be fine 

I would like to hear it, 

All the same  

Because you can't have the sunshine 

Without a little rain 

 Love always, Esha

Seeing Tomorrow

I look for the bright side. I think we all do! We search for the road to understanding knowing that the words necessary may elude us at times. But we try and try and try again. Knowing that each failure brings us closer to winning. The world may see your mistakes and call you a loser. They see your upsets as amusing anecdotes in an otherwise boring life. Don't be deceived by their laughter. Don't be consumed or compromised by the misplaced judgment you face. Don't be swayed by the hurt and pain people place on your crowded shoulders. It is not your burden to carry. Keep pushing for the tomorrow that others fail to see. Love always, Esha <3

Freedom Sings

I wanna hear the loud banging of a new day dawning 

Let the tambourines shake 

Let the bass drop 

Let truth clash against lies like strong tides,

Hitting the desolate shore 

We need the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob 

We need freedom like a plant requiring soil 

Like a lamp with a plug but no power source 

We bang against the drum of hope 

Praying that the friction of our hands 

Strike fire in the heart of the oppressed 

If the illusion of democracy is over... what's next?

Let the burgeoning dreams of tomorrow sing a new song 

Love always, Esha <3

Short Thought: Green

Photo by Esha Montgomery  

Green

We don't fight for noble hopes 

An equity unmatched sits outside 

Of closed doors unaware of it's existence 

We fight to be seen 

Even if it demands we flash green 

Much Love, Esha  

 

Real Ones

Real Ones  

I gotta give a shout-out to the real ones 

That still believe 

Despite the trauma that the world brings 

You still search for better things 

No longer clinging to the hopes of breaking their ceiling 

That had you reeling 

The injustice of a system that does not care about you 

Or your feelings  

Has failed to stop your climb 

You are a lion inside 

Devoid of the ignorance 

That makes a wise man blind 

Thanks for reading!

Sincerely, Esha 

Photo by Esha Montgomery

Corona Culture Rant: Rich Vs. Poor

Corona Culture Rant: Rich Vs. Poor 

It's easy to tell people to stay inside if they don't feel well. It's simple to see the benefits when you don't live pay check to check. When you have the option, the privilege, the ability to work from home and receive paid sick leave that's wonderful! But what about the rest of us? The working class Americans.

We are the silent majority that makes the country go round but we are also those struggling to survive. Those who fall in-between the cracks of the American dream trying to dig out of the concrete and barely scraping by. Now we are being called on once again to pull ourselves up by our proverbial bootstraps with no shoes! What do we do? When our bellies growl but no stimulus check comes in?

Part of me is concerned over what the nature of the economy will be when this pandemic ends. When the demands for work are unable to fulfill our need because small businesses have taken a hit! When homelessness stands in the way of self preservation and the cost is paramount to our livelihood. What is the baseline of assistant that can be provided for the homeless, struggling, working poor and ailing among us?

In the midst of this pandemic, we look to our state and federal government for answers, for assistance, for calm but we receive silent in return. It is my solvent hope that our elected officials answer that call. But I wouldn't put all my eggs in one basket. So I propose that we all look out for one another during this time. You never really know what people are going through be hide closed doors and now a large number of us are confined to staying in doors. And sometimes it feels unbearable.

There were so many things I took for-granted before Covid-19. Going to the movies, library, hitting a party, attending a conference, lecture, or just going to a theme park had no real value in my mind. I was just doing stuff but now I realize that I should have been more grateful for the little things. life is what we make of it. So even though I'm in the house, I am content. Because some people didn't wake up this morning. So I have to push forward in a world full of inequity and hardship. I have to make a way out of no way and help those I can along the way. Because no matter what we see and hear on social media we are all in this together.

Till next-time, Esha <3