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With blazing splendor, ostentatious noise .. is this really our hope
Conjured excitement or perhaps programmed response
Happy humans in earshot – smile, laugh, leap into a ridiculous atmosphere
Heart and mind are worshipping the cold newness of their sky
Exposed hands protest the tundra treatment – arthritic rudeness equals end
Scuttling, embracing and predictions in full view – for lunar-earth summation
Nonetheless, Birth the androgynous child – named two-thousand seventeen


Poorly Welcomed

Nothing. Eyes say nothing to blind soul

No valuables at first glance – look closer and simpler

Ears receive laughable gibberish

Poor eyesore noise maker … just go away

Wait! Papers, name, residence .. English, lousy jihadist!

Isis getup. Guilty – all over you! Cry louder sand man!

Enough regulated hate to stifle an American dream

He, she and we are free! Turn away our Jesus because he’s from the middle east?

No peace without Him – kneel with humility and reverence




The Elements

Joy of adorned paper torn and crumpled
In treasured corners they lay
Empty boxes too pleasing to discard
Thank you for guarding the gifts
Printed well wishes of joy and sentiment
Merriment filled memories, the sacred goal? Yes?
All charming and lovely, still I want more
My blessed hand in yours is housed perfection
All other elements stand behind My Love

The Perfect Gift

Glad is the heart that beats out pure love – listen my dear
Tingling sensation summoned by lover’s touch – we know it well
There is no jewel that issues greater brilliance than loving eyes
Together is our station in every realm – feel the bond
Our story is constant no matter what comes
God blessed us with each other – giving thanks is a privilege
Loving you is a joy, Merry Christmas my love

Certaintly Probable

Understand a cursed creature, perhaps
Fulfillment rejects your kind
Housed in lifeless marble, gold
Rooftops forbidden in anyone’s heaven
Barely willing flesh companion – bloodless, cold
Every smile is loathing – yes, your kin too
Absolutely, you have consumed resentful spit
Loyalty? Barely based on opulent exchanges
No complete or slight comfort  – weighed so very down
Run, you self-cursed monster – rule the insects of dung
Daytime walkers tire of you, yearn for peaceful days, nights
When your liar’s clock is silent, your corpse is labeled ignored

Slight Detour

Your words, my words – projectile weapons
Nothing heard above the noise
Once weathered laborious handsome face
Long ago was that opposition – smooth, poised grace
Now hate painted rivals panting, hiding uselessly
Lunge, parry, growl fiercely and lunge
Either side winning? Both hopelessly lost
No victory when sole purpose is gone – ignore the thought
Find alternate route! Shed all armour, open human eyes
Walk purposely towards dangerous, suspicious side
Shout, Forgive Me Brother and Sister in truth
Shout louder, Should my death bring you peace kill me now
No ending … the newness of peace frightens more

Good child sits with patient hands

While grown awful leaders scurry about

Child just waits for pretty lying smiles

Patience has divorced petty constituent minds

Little one makes a query – pulverized by a bark

How long do I have? Can I leave here now?

True words finally slip .. following … guilty tears

Very little time. Some tears. Please stay.

Precious little ghostly one colors, hums and waits

Waits a thousand more immature years

I mourn the death of the child in you

The child that played alone or with dirty kids

Amongst jealous trees and stickball lots

Plagued with dried foxtails invading your socks

You use to be happy, just hanging out

Today you’re addicted to so much crap

iPhone, iPad and other suspicious circuit dogma

Designer drinks here, Whole Foods there

Imported Mini boxes on tires with all the extras

Kardashian butt, see a stranger’s mirror

Think you need a new race? Or botched!

Better be wearing Prada, DKNY or Kors

Coach or D&G on your shoulder, of course

Stocks go up because they closed some more plants

Chinese slavery – that’s were the money’s at

American workers? I’m sure they’ll bounce back

You know that the kid version of you

Would kick your ass, slash your tires

Slash your clothes, rat you out on YouTube

To Mom and Dad, cousins, aunts and uncles

They would fervently tell you

You weren’t raised that way!

Church taught you better

Play by His rules idolatrous one!

Don’t hurt anybody with the choices you make

Is that kid alive? Is hope coming out?

Do CPR or start praying to God …. move forward

Promise to be better and trash all soulless junk!

Now Is Screaming

There is now, there is now
Repeat, believe … that there is now
But now is fleeting except to the dust
That dust lies on furnishings, floor without before
It was there yesterday, today and now .. why?
Haven’t swept it away in any of my now moments
There is now to sweep, mop, wipe … clean
I loathe this concept of now, now is screaming

The Poet Is Off

I am not good nor evil
Right or wrong
Relevant ? I suppose only to me
I do not curse or bless him or her
I retain bits of moments … confetti in weight
Enriching? Perhaps but not lasting
Why ask at all? Are you the elusive Care?
Learned? I learn many useless and useful things
What I want is what world won’t give
Far too boring for the masses
Consideration for coveted membership
And please more human … less race