seeing clear

alone with a backwoods
illa smoke and warming sun
like a rasta blanket
where’d everyone go
streets desolate like yesterday
in Boston alone under clouds
dodging sunshine letting it creep
into every dark corner
when the world turns negative
light it up positive
every minute counts
time stands still and skips ahead
and at times will even float
a bit as thoughts fade and reappear
so much becomes clear
and all the moving forward
will be done without fear…

15 words

strength pulled together
always been there
why only under fear
do the masses band together…

both feet in crazy

how can anyone be surprised really
it happens everyday
crazy people do exist
and will cause mayhem and death
but I think there is misinformation
in the details and the focus
is again far from a foreign policy
with both feet in crazy
how can we be surprised
it happens all over the world daily
it hurts the most when it hits home
shouldn’t we now see the senselessness
of unnecessary violence
security being what it is these days
police presence topping all-time highs
how can we really get surprised…

False Evidence Appears Real

still not afraid of the people
the bombs drop on them daily
not afraid of the weapons
wouldn’t even know how to use them
or want to either
how destructive must our culture be
to believe that somehow
the violence is necessary
the concerns should be on
a more sustainable culture
one that doesn’t thrive on death and destruction
one that might thrive on the life
all around us and still not afraid of
false evidence appearing real…

wind too cold

on the other side wishing

somehow to just wake up
and understand the point
to the sky don’t look
at the pointing finger instead
to the sky and beyond inward
conditioned to behave otherwise
ignore the connection with
everything that is living
around everything living
simultaneously always right now
on the inside the wind got too cold
fought it long enough by the fire alone
for years on the other side
now strength in solitude
appreciating life all around
back to the self…

disposal

still unravels everyday

closer to forgetting
only hope to keep on
thinking then losing that thought
happiness felt different
bad decisions made
and dealt with somehow
alone is all that makes sense
no one hears except those who put
me here maybe experimental
never much for horror movies
created so many graphic scenes
as a disposal site for all this anger…