Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:
Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.
Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
we all want
a little security—
we like to feel safe
financially, emotionally,
physically.
we all need
a little security
socially
to survive
the useless years
where we no longer
produce
but still consume.
we all look for
social security
to come our way
during those slower days.
but when i ask,
when i need help
you say that i
am a drain,
too much of a pain,
perhaps even a stain
on society.
did i not
hold a job once too?
did i not contribute
for your parents too?
did i not risk my life
to forever ensure
you are free
to speculate, mistake,
smear, judge, scapegoat
me
simply because
i happen to currently be
homeless.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, May 29, 2026.
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What a powerful message my friend. I too have reached the age that I am withdrawing not what I put in but my children's contributions. Mine long gone to support my parents. And where did that go? Government mismanagement and theft, lies signed in IOU's for other government projects that good or bad kept taxes lower and politicians in office. We can not complain for we elected them but to cut out the needy because of our disgruntled desire to keep more is wrong as the poem points out. The last one holding the stone will be the loser unless something better is adopted. A lovely write my friend and a fave
Thank you, Soren. I appreciate your thoughtful reflection on this. The reality that one generation supports another, only to later depend on the same system themselves, is something we often forget. Grateful for your perspective, my friend. 🏠🙏⚖️🖤
Most welcome Tristan
good write my friend
Thank you, Norman! Much appreciated, my friend. 🏠🙏⚖️🖤
most welcome
Yes, it seems if you're not producing you're no use to anyone.
I'm surprised there's not a government office that's puts you to sleep for being past it.
Mind you, you would still have to fill in the 75 page release form in triplicate for getting put down in the first place.
Thank you, Paul. 😄 I laughed at that because it feels uncomfortably plausible. If nothing else, there would definitely be forms, approvals, appeals, and a waiting list. Thank you for bringing a little humor to a serious subject, my friend. 🏠🙏⚖️🖤
Good write T.
Why spinach? asks one we know. Erm, simply because..... lol.
Thank you, Orchi. 😄 Haha! I mean, can we really wrestle with society, compassion, homelessness, and human dignity...without arriving back at spinach? Impossible, no? One we know has the answer. And that answer remains unchanged...glug...simply because. Grateful for the smile, my friend. 🏠🙏⚖️🖤
Yes lol.
a song of the discarded, dispensable, disenfranchised… one of the great fears of plight in a world that is losing care, kindness, and altruism🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you, Arqios. I appreciate this. The fear of becoming invisible or disposable is one that sits quietly beneath a lot of our social conversations. I'm grateful that thread came through for you, my friend. 🏠🙏⚖️🖤
Which grilled to me yet again, of all the art forms most threatened by amnesia and disposability, poetry is on the most endangered category in every generation. But bring thus compelled; we take that road. Frost knew that much. 🕊️🙏🏻
Yes! Indeed, Frost did know that much. As has every poet before and after. This ain't a get rich quick scheme. It's more get read by some if you're alive and out there, possibly get noticed, but likely not, die...then somewhere down the road you might be noticed...probably not! 🤣
Or if we're remembered, we're remembered by a bitter eulogist and painted as a drugged-out lush of a louse! LOL! Sigh...poor Poe.
And no one stopped to think, wait...a louse wrote all this and invented a couple literary genres, wrote astute (if occasionally harsh) literary criticism, ran a literary magazine, and dabbled in theology, philosophy, and science? Yeah...that damn drunk! Whatever he was drinking daily, I want some!
I can hear some say, "But he was on opium..." Yeah, it's called laudanum...so was everyone's infant. LOL!
Anywho...all that to say, indeed! 🤣
Security is a basic human desire indeed. I hope you get back on your feet, dear Tristan...
Thank you, rhmn_7. I appreciate your kindness and thoughtful reading. Security is such a fundamental human need, yet it is often most noticeable when it is absent or threatened. Thank you as well for your well wishes. Grateful for your compassion, my friend. 🏠🙏⚖️🖤
people jump to conclusions so easily, and are quick to brand the unsuccessful and homeless as vagrants - what a pity they are unable to penetrate through the deep layers..good write up on security and its different layers...
Nafisa, thank you so much. People do jump to conclusions far too easily. A circumstance becomes a label, and a label becomes a judgment. The reality is that every person carries a story most of us never see. I appreciate you looking beneath the surface and recognizing that. Well said. 🏠🙏⚖️🖤
yes, there are always two sides to a story many a times, but people judge by what is visible, and do not try to check the root cause, which may change their opinion of the situation..
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