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,
to 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
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