Month: July 2011

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yes my dear there is nothing to say
all the toys broken the children have run
we took the carrot and broke the stick
it’s ok the flowers didn’t come
the offer gets us thru another day
honk yer horn if you see Jesus

you’re kidding i say
i see him every day
see those baggy pants and raggedy shoes?
by the hundreds, by the thousands
they came
and they follow him still

what’s your trouble old lady old man
there were no good old days
there’s only tomorrow and tomorrow
nobody stays forever – ask
the little boy dead in his mother’s arms
when tomorrow is

off i am to pillow my head now
and pray it goes to sleep
could you sing me a lullaby?

hush little momma don’t you cry
when you wake we’ll bake a cake
Danny boy’s comin’ home
with the morning sun

truly?

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billions starve
billionaires wannabe trillionaires
Wall Street replaces Ft. Knox
50 US cities break heat record
growing the economy is King

shoulders fold around themselves
vision narrows
cocoon begins to chill
still ears hear the humming machines
no butterfly will come of this
soon to be shroud

we can’t go home this time Kathleen
the daises have all passed away
nor can we meet
on the bonny bonny banks of Loch Lomond —
as has been written by the ancient ones
“During times of feast by the rich
and famine by the poor
personal sacrifice is requested.”

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sitting alone in my old rockin’ chair
ya think i’m neglected? i don’t
time with my loves have only
two measurements:
time they are here, time they return.
holding no expectations
here and returns
make for great jubilation

there’s rhyme and reason
rockin’ alone
thru the ashes one finds
flip sides to past consternation
forgiving others becomes as easy
as forgiving self
seeing self as friend is to
reclaim our very own birth right

golden years become golden
in full acceptance of
all life is a circle
bury me please
in an old pine box
don’t want no
ashes to ashes
want fertilizer
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once we have seen there’s no exit
hate is a violent word
loving to hate is the same as
hating to love
don’t mess with Mr. in-between

of course we have addictive compulsions
that’s one way Huey
to survive the mad hatter head

compulsive compassion
being the order of the day
so long delayed
by he/she who would rule the world
still limited to the ‘known world’
foolishly some even would rule
outer space

“Stand on you’re own two feet!”

yeah?

so?

our walking wounded numbers grow stronger
bigger, one by one
two if by sea
so unused to coming over and play
it was a long and weary way
just lookin’ for a home
where family and community recognize
the humanity of all
who abide there…
now is a good time
for a community on Planet Earth
to be a Good Neighbor Sam…José, et al

the gig is up
nobody’s rewriting history anymore
(both sides accusing other of same)
we have a live martyr in the limelight now
an honorable Mr. Wiki Leaks
may he not lead us into human morality?
that “Brotherhood of Man”?
so many profess
so few
understand
the essence

we had it once in full measure Louie
the House Undivided
and No One has torn us more asunder than
our very own politicians
…not all… TYGG !!

some are listening to our children
what they say
and yes there is a better way
to get from here to there
what parent has never desired
their children be more intelligent, make more heart-felt choices
than we?
it is our shame it shall be our glory
if
someday
soon
we overcome

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