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Enough
The Homeless
Inhumanity
Ode to War
Rainbow Tears
Shadow People
A Special Valentine
True Thanksgiving
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Infants, starving in the street.
Death and pestilence compete.
From the rubble, black smoke curled.
Lunacy engulfs the world.
Pay your farmers not to till,
While you teach your youth to kill.
Teach, instead, kindness and care.
Or a Hell on Earth we'll share.
Avarice now rules our life,
Cause of all our pain and strife.
Man's the source of all his grief.
Love is gone and Hate's the thief.
Please explain! Why is it so?
Are we all afraid to show
True compassion for all men?
Don't commit the final sin.
People of the world, unite!
Stop your bigotry and spite.
Fight for peace, you always lose.
Now's the time. We all must choose!
Enough
Searing death rides high above;
A dusty grave below.
Young ones torn from those they love
To halt a heinous blow.
Guardians of all the world
Are sent where there is need.
Fly the "Stars and Stripes", unfurled
Against a madman's greed.
Should we give and sacrifice
Our youth for other lands?
Sharing wealth does not suffice
When they need helping hands.
Cries for aid from those oppressed;
So quick to give our all.
Do we not deserve some rest?
Let others heed the call.
Through the centuries we give
Our life's blood like a sea.
Now it's time for us to live
In this land of the free.
Inspired by the Iraq/Kuwait conflict
The Homeless
Can't you hear the Horsemen's hoof-beat, thundering too near?
Closer every day, to steal the life we hold so dear.
Signs abound, demanding we must stop their final charge.
Like our tidal wave of filth, the problems grow too large.
See him sleeping in the park with nothing else to lose.
Watch her struggle down the street. She's wearing cast-off shoes.
Children walking all alone; no shelter from the rain.
Faces marred before their time. Etched deep by loss and pain.
Mankind's refuse haunts the alleys of this once great land.
Dregs of our society cry for a helping hand.
Garbage cans, their pantry, looking for a crust of bread.
Leaders do not seem to care for they remain unfed.
Nations building bombs and more efficient ways to kill.
War and finer weapons make blood easier to spill.
It's so easy to forget our people in the street.
Relegated to the dark; their eyes we dare not meet.
Do you feel no shame or show remorse at their great plight?
Was this not the land of hope and promise, love and light?
Have we all forgotten lessons learned at mother's knee?
Only YOU can free them from the depths of poverty!
Inhumanity
I rage at the inequities of life! What futile task.
Pollution, starving children, homeless people, poverty.
I'm helpless. "Why the effort"? Join the crowd. Put on your mask.
This litany of suffering should make the blindest see
How jaded and uncaring, we as humans have become.
Begrudging fellow creatures by our attitudes and greed.
Our souls, a shriveled mass; with hearts an icy block, so numb.
The few who care are not enough, though many beg and plead
For merest scrap of kindness or a hand to lend them aid.
"They're poor because they want to be"! I heard a miser sneer.
Maybe, the misers of this world will someday be afraid
Of where their next meal's coming with starvation drawing near.
Upon this Earth of plenty there should be no want or need
Which can't be filled by generosity of fellow men.
A few could turn to many if we only plant the seed
Of care and love in everyone we meet. I pray we can.
Ode to War
Earth's bones in long unending rows
Across a verdant green
Small cookie-cutter monuments
Stamped by a cold machine
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Most marked with less than two score years
A litany of grief
Were led to death by generals,
Who made life's passage brief.
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Young men's demise, we celebrate
Their screams for life now mute.
Gunpowder scent rides with their souls
From meaningless salute.
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Long boxes full of memories
Decay as sorrows fade.
Sad children, dead before their time
Are plucked from life's parade.
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Thus, we bequeath to Mother Earth
A flood of husks and gore
As we forget our yester-wars
And tred that path once more.
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This field we plant with wasted youth
Death's pain, the only crop.
Although a billion prayers are wailed
Your planting will not stop.
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Is there no end to strife and war;
A futile exercise.
Freedom, I know, is treasure true
But what of love's demise.
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A million times a million years
Were stolen by old men.
Whose petty selfishness and greed
Sent kids to sate Death's grin.
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Grey paranoid soured souls
Fear filled for reasons naught
Unleashed their Judas inspired words
To get their battles fought.
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The dead are truly free from care;
They are the only ones.
I'd rather live with peace and love
Than die for greed and guns.
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Live in peace.
Rainbow Tears
Souls diamonds cast upon uncaring Earth
Like salty ocean's spray;
Reflecting both our grief or joyful mirth
From birth 'til dying day.
Man's precious, freely given gift is spent
In opalescent hues
To pay the price of broken lives, now rent;
Or death's unhappy dues.
Are we not Adam's seed; one race; mankind?
All brothers, sisters, kin?
Must eyes bleed rainbow tears 'til we are blind?
View not pale Charon's grin!
The deadly beasts called man, a threat to all,
Kill what they want; not need.
Time's sands, so like our tears' eternal fall,
Will end the hate and greed.
Tis time we tred more softly life's short trail
Don't ask, "What can I do?".
Ere mankind whimpers, "God, how did we fail?".
And hear, "
Our differences and varied outer shells
Should be left in the past.
Pray for world peace, where love and kindness dwells.
Fate's dice have long been cast.
Peace & Love to all
Shadow People
Avert your eyes. Don't look at them.
They might be someone you once knew.
Gray, sallow faces, black-rimmed eyes
Dressed in their rags of varied hue.
Emerging from a darkened door
Lives packed and broken, like their carts
Turn off your soul, close tight your ears
Before their plea for money starts.
Unheard, unseen, they still exist
These shadow people, human still.
They sleep beneath our cast off news
And eat our garbage, tho' it's swill.
With sickened heart, they die alone.
No tears are shed; no one to care.
A paupers grave in pine-wood box
The last indignity they bear.
But for God's grace, our fate's the same.
Could we but help, shed hope's strong light
Upon their path of shattered dreams;
Bring shadows from their endless night.
A Special Valentine
Valentine's Day
Rich chocolate hearts and rose bouquets
Are love signs shared, this day of days
Bright floral cards sealed with a kiss
Tell friends and loves, bring smiles of bliss
The feeling, rare, 'cept on this day
Should be the norm, the only way
One day's respite from yearlong lies
Love's gift, not given, wanes and dies
Keep love within you so you may
Have treasured prize to give away
While on life's road, each gift shall bring
Rewards untold. Let your heart sing
A word, a rose, or chocolates, sweet
With daily love cannot compete.
Make life more special from now on
One knows not when their time is gone.
Soul's windows shed their jewels, pure
Past pain allayed, love will endure
If wish were granted, I would seek
Recurrent Valentines each week
Happy Valentine's "Year"
True Thanksgiving/a>
A world grew slowly in my mind
Unreal, but it was pleasing.
There were no homeless on its streets
No children sick and freezing.
No hate, no greed or jealousy
But blessed with racial blindness
A strange utopian commune,
Or merely human kindness?
There was abundant food,
And fear of hunger had long-ended.
The jails and prisons, empty tombs
All enemies, befriended.
Of war there was no whisper heard
In peace, the world existed.
I know, all this is idle thought
But eyes grow damp, and misted.
A world of harmony and peace
Love shared like sisters, brothers
Could we but emulate that place
Within my mind, and other's.
Nature, so pure, not filth befouled
And ruin'd for selfish reason
This earth could finally enjoy
A true Thanksgiving season.