Politics and Holy Stains
i lie myself prostrate before you
face up, sincere,
whoever you are that are
that view yourself as the
superior race
for i am
of the melting pot
the lowest among you
we
of many races
know good people do bad things
we save our scorn for the bad things
we still love the people for
we are all one
when you join us
“hate” will be eradicated
dialogue will be pleasant
and so, what if, as if,
we never find perfect
we will have created
a more perfect union.
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what is this/that face reflected?
right, so differently marked
than the left
turn to the right
see the crying left eye
tears withheld
streaks run
from cheek to chin
turn left now
there’s still a question and love
eye that winks itself
a slight tip of the eyebrow
below a cheek a mosaic
of words unspoken
look away look away
it’s Sunday morning
somewhere may there be peace
he said, “If you have something to say
you can say it now instead of later.”
well later is now and i can understand
deeper than i knew you suffered
for your sanity
they tell me you lookin’ good mi amigo,
strong buffalo heart man
thank you for the bird flutter
i held
o so short of life time
o so long of sand time
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love is in the air
might be found most anywhere
catch mi if you can
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firstly i love You
for bringing me et al
nature and life in all it’s glory
i love you not so much
when you tell us something
we find hard to believe you know
like tonight
saying how much pain cranes are feeling
flying over the Himalayas
please forgive me for wanting the facts –
and/or do you have a scientific way
of measuring cranes pain?
lastly i love you for making the point
we
are
all
one.
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not India
they have turned from their Sacred Cow
to Sacred Gold
how many bastard children
did jolly ol’ king of England have
mothered by his servants
force fed
The Frog and the Prince
nowadays
jolly ol’ kings
are the 1%
poor thangs
these days
the servants are not so Seville
in Sevile
don’t it make your stomach wanna gush
And who did you think was buying the sex slaves?
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the poet said,
“Evil must get tired sometime.”
of the eons of life on planet Earth
evil was given personified,
two thousand twelve years ago
or +five thousand depending
on who’s measuring,
unlike Prometheus
this personification
of evil
was given
the hour
of it’s own dissolution
something burning in the kitchen?
someone smoking sulphur?
hell no, it is not the Earth and everything in it
it is evil remembering
the trade off
wait
but yet
where there is life there is hope
to every season
change, change, change, change
at time for tears
a time to let go
turn, turn, turn, turn
shake hands with your sister Kate
my Jake
shake hands with your neighbour Sam
welcome back as the flowers in May
dear ol’ country boy
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thank you President of Change
from this ex-Catholic who suffered,
along with many 1950’s women,
from the church ban on contraceptives,
via married couples practising abstaining –
many the dictate of only one partner
via another edict, “Sex
is not the most important thing in marriage.”
as if…
and what was?
obeying the church, most important
yeah, and Knights of Columbus too.
(and who was Columbus?)
some of us escaped.
the name of mine was a priest
in my confession
answering my question with,
“You must have a lot of time on your hands
to do so much thinking.”
q: What did the mother of Jesus do
besides have a baby?
(i had 3 under 3 at the time)
and now
in my great-grand mother years
we, the escapees and i,
are given one more definition for
the 99%ers
thanks and praises
.
?
i’s and u’s and barbeques
if’n i can find u’s laugh
will the chopin’ dickens
remind me of the good god
of humour or hum our
song all night long do u
remember neither do i
the matter is only
are we still singing
day by day
hear the daughters
they are drumming as it was said
needs happen
the fat lady sang long ago
when we saw her Rubenesque
instead of fatso still the sir
oh will he hear the drumming
soon?
flashing thunder hummingbird heart
and every drum in between
to the soft peaceful
elder’s
above the smiling lips and eyes
is ur brow furled / unfurled
ur breathing smooth or not
drop my teeth
ask for your phone number
oh
maybe u forgot how to laugh
(could you give me a real,
seemingly good laugh
and save me for this evening
from night shift
in the salt of mines.)
?
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i am one and we are two
what but a pity
those who’ve bought the pie
of 1 plus 1 equal one
like : he plus she equal he
Johnny jump ups
and apple Jacks
please pass the Quacks
so long ago and far away
let us laugh together
out loud
happy birthday Charles you Dickens
two hundred years and still
love for you, grows
even more…
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unemployment growing? yes and no
improved foreign relations? yes and no
etc & on and on…
in a more perfect forum
like C-SPAN and
cyberspace
we hear them all :
those who stil fear
and those who speak their own experience
and the only thing to fear is fear itself
whince/where/whom did it come from?
can we pause a moment and check our own pulse?
a moment to feel ourself breath in, breathe out?
Americans spent $11 billion yesterday
at/for a sporting event.
Do they fear they won’t have money
to participate in next years super sport?
(fear example)
if you listen you will hear
both voices –
now is a good time,
on one hand to weigh the Left
on the other hand to weigh the Right,
and if we truly desire
to be a more perfect Union,
might we then
speak of compromise?
we are all right and we are all wrong
with some more right and some more wrong
and we need to stop playing the God Hand,
“It’s my way or the highway.”
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