can't claim ignorance

non violent mass civil disobedience
can deliver us from the corrupt
corporate banking tyranny
that this republic has become
the ones at the top make the ones
in the middle kill the ones on the bottom
and historically it happens again and again
the future is now
and we cannot claim ignorance
we are able to see the mistakes
the lies and deception as they happen
and need to learn to disobey
and resist the culture of fear
the culture of war on each other
people killing one another
because the ones at the top
need the rest of us fighting
so we don't quite notice
or know what to do
when the truth is slowly revealed
just needs to be read
give me some facts
give me the truth
we can no longer claim ignorance...

rest in the morning

just another night
rest in the morning
just another day
another year schedule the day
with a journal of more thought
might have no idea why
time with brother
closest to knowing this mind
never been closer to the entire family
back at home just another night
don't want to be out on the town
fireworks or getting hammered
some bar somewhere
rather be right here
just another night...

little bits daily

lines on the road
lines on the page
thoughts all over the road
can't put down words
even with passenger status
watching as the blue is revealed
behind clouds and baby's eyelids
changing quickly little bits
everyday notice something new
everything is new at six weeks
thankfully everyone is healthy
lines criss cross through another
square year is almost done
together time for most but
always is together time here
back in the shoe gray or blue
skies front or backyard
afternoon and evening
caught somewhere in between
others might get distracted
he remains focused on number 5
even if it doesn't arrive
until the next set of squares displayed...

long winter nights

three hours later
amazed by how many
come and go holidaze
create feeling from earlier times
spent it in the old neighborhood
sounds of the city in the distance
in the wind the highway close enough
to hear cars hum as they go there and
wherever there might be
outside not so cold
filling blank pages again
with no regard for the faint lines
on a page and a mission and
focus will not be lost in words
that don't always fit
need to be stretched and bent
as the need arises and falls
with the same thud as last night
planes overhead still hear them
once out of sight
corner of the eye the mind and the yard
years of inspiration from years of experience
more than vegetables planted memories
in the garden and the pond came from an idea
and soon a sanctuary created
influence near and far old and young combined
and the long winter nights
are not compatible with newborn sleep habits
tired sister strong woman like her mother
surrounded by smiles and wisdom...

wait it out

listening to the backyard
waterfall unusually warm
letter from Shem
read and felt
his words do very well
conveying the locked up
feeling in the cage
defeating it with the mind
not letting the spiritual retreat
go barren it will flourish when
freedom shared
no longer merely in the mind
repositioning thoughts and emotions
they become the solid foundation
realized come spring where to go
now the decision has been made
to wait it out
the corners of the mind and the cell
transcended times do change
as the minutes pass
quickly and thankful
for the connection continued
with everything around
reminded by the man behind bars
if he can transcend the cage
then you get the picture
and I haven't even taken it yet
imagine that...

newest member

sometimes looking to
the sky wishing
it was that easy
on every star above
then the entire next day
filled with clouds
and the joke is
that is not what was
wished for every night
see more sun
the next day
some days so much
can be brought
to light even in the dark
while everyone sleeps
except the youngest
member every three
so she can grow
keeping new mother
sleepy but strong
glad for the opportunity
to see it all transpire
probably never have my own
so nice to share space
with the family unit
always tight rope
enough room for all
stand balancing each day
separate if necessary
all at once together
piling thoughts
expanding the mind
eyes rapid movement
in sleep as breakfast shared
mind no where else but here
no better time than now
thought same day different
hour who knew...

older books

enough time has passed
and thoughts amassed
in conjunction with thought
some truth being sought
with no map to lead
just older books to read
put out some new
same shit different view
the story all inclusive
though nothing will be conclusive
except that it goes on
travelling the path I am on
maybe a better one found
simple sight or sound
something moves from
where do thoughts come from
what is right and wrong coexist
no matter what the thoughts persist
as if they are the ones in control
as if one part equals the whole
damn thing could unravel
right at home or where I travel
not far up high just out of reach
random thoughts no need to preach
the good word belongs to everyone
keep on shooting until I hit one
learning from these elder thoughts still
and patience remains the only pill
to take from all these older books
and all my thoughts recommend multiple looks...

silver & gray

like the weather
like the mind
no one can see
me sitting up too high
look up and see me there
seeing the same sky
it doesn't matter
what the day brings
important things still go unseen
try to remain silent
like the J
silver and gray and white
like all the cars around here
there and everywhere
the rain has been steady for hours
rattle the brain straight for
twenty-four hours as if
another matters piled on top
of where I sit staying dry
still open air with a sideways
windy stare and nothing is fair
silver and gray morning
don't need them to 'get it'
just get it enough to think
not everyone and everything falls
into categories someone else made up
everyone thinking as the group
sometimes things need to stand up
stand out of the cage where the mind is canned
up silver stop read converse
the soul speaks when words fail
nothing before or after
just now...

short message

for everyone for humanity
united as people with a
common struggle all
kinds of people
the world is a mixture
happiness is universal
everyone deserves some
people stand together
opinions might differ
liberty still top priority
I stand with humanity
common ground found
everyone stand up...