the trash bag, the razor
on the sink.
the sheets on the bed,
my pants, the book i’m reading.
the things i watch,
the things i say,
sometimes the things i feel.
the things i eat,
what i drink, what i smoke.
a lot of things i can change…
but not the hands on the clock,
or the knock on the door!
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i’m still alive!and that’s a good thing!
with ancient cathedral voices,but only to those who listen!babies speak…with first cry at light,only mothers’ ears hear!bombs speak…but never of freedom,oppression’s lies, loud and brash!hunger speaks…distinct human faces,lost to the indifferent roar!lonliness speaks…lost in self losing color,black and white emptiness!God speaks…but no one listens;lost in those clouds,slowly drifting away!
pray for peace,
pray for love,then give your love a body.pray for hope,then make the changes neededto bring hope life!pray for forgiveness,and then forgive!pray for courage,then dare to do!pray for fullfilment,then give everything youcherish away!pray for wisdom,then listen intently!pray for tomorrow,then live today!pray for truth,then walk naked and strong!pray for the earth,then treat it with respect…pray with all…
if you’re selling salvation
i wont buy it!if you’re selling comfortat the expense of the poor…i wont buy it!if you’re selling protectionat the cost of individual rights…i wont buy it!if you’re selling lovebought with diamonds and drugs…i wont buy it!if you’re selling truth,but your version of truth…i wont buy it!if you’re selling todayat the final cost of tomorrow…i wont…
apocalypse means…
in our case,the revelationof what we’ve doneto ourselves!we hold the keys,the map, and the gun…no need to blameany higher power,or fate….the keys, the map,and the gun….held by handsthat are human!
ignorance demands,
looks like you,smells like you,talks like you,agrees with you…believes in your god,believes in your political line,wants what you want,and admires you…