I Wonder

Some days I wonder,

If I am being heard,

Or if I'm wasting my time,

Word after word,

Do my thoughts impact,

That which surrounds,

Or do they fade,

Swiftly into background, 

Does what I say,

Carry from day to day?

Do people see,

The thoughts I send flying free?

Do they listen?

Do they ignore?

Tear them down?

Let them soar?

I wonder what becomes,

Of thoughts new and young,

Do they die,

Fragile in a cruel world,

Or do they fly,

Weightless in a heavy society,

My thoughts join the brew,

Flung into the slew,

Mixed with the rest,

To test,

What ever is upheld,

We shall yield,

Social-Darwinism,

That which survives thrive,

So we wait for dreams to die,

To tell us what color kite to fly.