Archive for December, 2012


heart

Been on a search

throughout the season(s)

for hope, understanding

for the best reason

to cling to this tree

keep singing my song

defy sadness, disappointment

never resort to wrong

Always led back to one thing

though questioned when put to test

the most pressing thought

as sun rises east, sets west

is to give; give you this

as deep as the deepest tide

big enough for the world

there’s no time to bide

Please take this gift

pure, soft, warm, so true

then know you are loved

 my heart, I give to you 

 

 

                        (if you wish,

                          you could regift)

 

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They’re killing our babies

They’re KILLING our babies

those multi-bulleted, semi-automatic

man-made, politician pocket-lining

machines; getting into the unheld hands

of the broken-spirited, empty-hearted

spice-laden, alcohol-filled, mind-altered

once-upon-a-time hopefully-optimistic

turned love-voided, sadly-desperate

forever-angered, permanently-deranged

Don’t kill our babies

DON’T KILL our babies

They’ve just left our arms

to grow and learn

meet new friends

We tell them it will be okay

they’ll have fun

as they cling to our legs

fearing the changes

fearing the strangers

as we leave them

They’re killing our babies

THEY’RE KILLING OUR BABIES

but tomorrow someone will

still sell these murder weapons

and the next day

AND THE NEXT DAY

and the next

Why aren’t we storming the Capitol

screaming out the despair of our nation

 that THEY’RE KILLING OUR BABIES

 THEY’RE KILLING OUR BABIES

THEY’RE GOING AWAY

TAKE THESE GUNS AWAY

THEY MUST BE STOPPED

FROM KILLING OUR BABIES

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A mind is full of lots of things

ideas, thoughts, remembering

but just like a trash bin, sometimes

at night, it needs emptying

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Not for sale or loan

 a soul of worth should be known

wise, old; as one’s own