human needs

Tristan Robert Lange


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 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛
 
“i didn’t
disagree—
surely, you see,
that my silence
didn’t mean i don’t
 
agree.”
 
sorry,
it is hard
for me to see how—
when I’m being used,
misused and abused,
disregarded and disrespected
before your own two eyes,
verbally stripped down in earshot—
that your sustained silence,
sleepless and systemic,
means you’ve ever
 
agreed.
 
that’s just more seed—
scatological scatter
to plant more weeds—
while ignoring the deeds
 
done to this one,
who also has
 
human needs.
 
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved. 
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, August 15, 2026.
 
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  • Author: Tristan Robert Lange (Online Online)
  • Published: August 15th, 2026 07:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: Part of Truth, Applied collection. 
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  • sorenbarrett

    Tristan this one speaks with pent up frustration turned anger and resentment at being misunderstood, beaten on public display to show power. How does one respond to a deaf bully. Well spoken my friend.



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