~~~~~ I can no longer write of hate Not even to decry it I can only write of love Though our actions belie it I must not chew on pain and fear Though daily on the menu I must change my diet As I cannot change my venue ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  […]

~~~~~ Everything is rapidly growing worse It is true in prose, it is true in verse We’ll all party until we finally drop Time will show us we’re not on top Let’s dance across the sands of time To discover that it is just quick-lime Or sink into the slime and the ooze It does […]

~~~~~ Moving silently across the night-dark earth, Fires burn ever, Fluttering banners, gold and red, to mark the dead, Ever brighter, Projected onto shifting smoke, Ever hotter. An ever-changing, tattered screen, white, gray, black, Consuming all. No animal, no insect, no blade of grass remains For eyes to see. Glimpses through wind-blown billows, voids, Eyes […]

~~~~~ I guarantee, it is a simple concept, truthfully The mode storytellers turn form into function Basics below, transitions between noted duly Problem, challenges, solution, in conjunction Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave a comment and let me know what you think. See more of my […]

~~~~~ Stop up my ears and cover my eyes. Redeem me from the nightly news, From their blatant, calculated lies. To the men behind the curtain, pay, Pay no attention, So-called leaders, smoke and mirrors, Sleight of hand, misdirection and distraction. Shall I evoke the message, style From an earlier era? A man, a poet, […]

~~~~~ 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 […]

~~~~~ 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 […]