Category gruks

On Time or In Time

~~~~~ Needs of our body always supersede Any drives, choices, or any ambition. You dream that you are an astronaut, But your empty belly could not care Less, if it can find a way to get more. Satiated, it will then begin to drive you To elimination; there is nothing for it. It’s true and […]

Our New Reality

~~~~~ Has the time finally come to choose? It may have passed already, we lose. Our story has been written, received, Long before it was read or conceived. The storytellers and artists all know, Beginning started at the end, and so, All tales but one tale, look for a sign, Word beads now strung on […]

The Fix is In

I get few likes on Twitter. What I am doing wrong? I should not end up bitter, Want to feel like I belong. I think I’m smart and clever, Yet no one seems to notice. I must find the right lever To fix my operandi modus. ~~~~~ Please, follow me on Twitter See more of […]

A Plus

~~~~~ Life, I know, is what we make it, Though mostly we let it make us. So busy we can never stop to sit. Think each bit we acquire a plus. Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, follow me on Twitter See more of my creative offerings […]

Aftershocks

~~~~~ Oh, I feel sorry for all those people from the past, Before the invention of the miraculous cell phone. Think about it; we have eliminated boredom at last. Food pics, cat vids, holding almost all info known. Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, follow me on […]

What is the Question?

We all think that we mean a lot History tells us the answer is not All of the names cited in books Future will give no second looks Burnt to cinders, Sol’s nova flash Nothing left to throw in the trash

Thoughts and Preyers

~~~~~ It’s never just frightened students who die, From weapons sold to those who mistrust, By strangers, in boardrooms, sick and sly, Who these deaths profit, so die they must. They ignore truth, as parents’ tears glisten. Teen blood oils gears of the NRA machine. Death drums, screams, too awful to listen. Future promise reduced, […]