Tag Archives: choice

What We Need?

~~~~~ Video games train us, violence, murder, hand eye coordination. Mayhem’s future, except, perhaps, we have not reached, reach far enough into tomorrow. Into all our tomorrows, extrapolated final effects. So much; too, too, too much death, destruction. A random boy, twelve-years-old, tells us he likes to play, play Leona, feminine, heroin. A killing machine, […]

Power of Words and Art

~~~~~ Words, art, music, dance are powerful. They can create worlds, feelings,. truth. They allow us live other lives, in places We might never know or imagine and, Have the ability to change the world. While science helps us to understand, And so manipulate forces we cannot Completely control or comprehend. Yet still we play […]

Some Old Miser

~~~~~ Why must our television shows be so lurid, Video games blood-splattered in crime, war? Is it evil buried in our psyche or in our id? Think we crack a whip, make the tiger roar? The game is rigged, tiger behind every door No matter our choice, streamed, disc or vid, Murder, mayhem our drug, […]

How Foolish We’ve Become

~~~~~ He walked through town, Late one afternoon, Wearing a Cheshire smile. I asked him, “why?” And he said, “Come walk with me awhile.” We walked on, Looking for a dark street, A lawn, an open field, Somewhere we could stand Or sit, or lie. Manufactured light, Obscured, occulted, A  phrase turned oddly, I thought; […]

Carpe Hora

~~~~~ They know they are outnumbered ninety-nine to one; We, the larger number, say that nothing can be done. Is it something in the water, or maybe it’s in our food? Whatever it proves to be, it must be something good. Good, for them, at least, but not for all the rest of us. And, […]

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 Sisyphithian tasks. Heroes all, though one day as Indians, the next day cowboys. Imagination’s fires […]

Dressed in Motley Camouflage

~~~~~ Dressed in motley camouflage, balanced on a cusp of time, where we may tip one way or the other. Fall back to fight our dirty wars, or create a new world sublime, where all live in peace together. No, conflict will not end when we put away our fatal toys; we’ll argue, contest in […]