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Man Makes the Clothes
Since I was just small, I have so often heard it said, Clothes make the man, that it has become clichéd Dress for success, the mantra many a parent chants Making a first impression, there’s no second chance Wise words some whiz will say, a logical conclusion Yet words with great potential to generate confusion […]
Random Thoughts on a Hot-Skillet Mind
Way late on a west-coast afternoon I think it a month or two past June Could I succeed despite many tries When time crawls, when time flies No matter what we choose, decide You deal with some you can’t abide Relatives and some you call friends You decide to enjoy it, or pretend News grows […]
Who We Are, Who We Become
Do we forget to wonder, to ask the right questions? Do we gird up our loins, and bolster our bastions? Do we only talk to near-by, like-minded strangers? Ignore all others, to pretend there are no dangers? Network contact with others in our own language Accepting translation offered, a mystery message Compromising, perchance, our own […]
Dry Their Tears
I remember hearing the earth would be inherited by the meek I hope that it will happen soon, maybe Wednesday next week I think I could pretend, join them, but then I could not speak I know I would find it difficult if I could never open my beak You may think it odd this […]
Ask Only One Question
Give me now the cheerfulness and fearlessness of our youth Back when we knew they were our lives, embodied our truth Towels we used to make super hero capes with paper masks Innocence our strength to conquer all our Sisyphean tasks Heroes all, though one day as Indians, the next day cowboys Imagination’s fires lit, […]
They Might Grow Up
Emergency, emergency, everybody to clear the streets *The cowboys are coming, the cowboys are coming* Guns carried openly on the hip or hidden under arm They will tell you it is only the bad folks they will harm Unless, of course they are the bad guys, that’s only fair Else they might shoot anyone for […]
Who Calls the Tune?
Regardless how brilliant, how noble I believe my thought Scorning how gracious, how grand I envision my dreams Futility wraps them up, a cerement, as small minds plot Hate, fear, want, and murder shape their selfish schemes I understand I can change the world, if just my little corner So I strive to add beauty, […]
So Little has Changed ~ Verse II
Verse II Remember the numbers are someone’s mother, son Father, daughter, aunt or uncle and it may be anyone Rich or poor, special on either end of the spectrum Smart, stupid, hawk, dove may die at the end of a gun In or from an ivory tower its fiery wrath may descend From a young […]
So Little Has Changed
What are the numbers, does anybody know? Does anybody care how many we have to go? Can anyone, anywhere believe it’d get this high? Probably so, as we continue pretending to try How many incidents are recorded each week? Not just in the world, but also of here I speak This time it’s one and […]
WYGIWYSNISM
Is that the best you can do, one of them asked I think I’d do much better if you just relaxed I think you’d do better if you ever learned how A fine time you’ve picked to think of that now You’ve hinted you want it done but never asked Always be polite, we’re told; […]
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