set fire to my past,
and turned in my keys.
drank the rainwater from the gutters,
and walked past the edge….
searching, just searching,
for the home of the wind!
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dignity demands…
i stand for what i am,and i do so with respect!dignity demands…i see others for who they are,that i accept them for who they are,and do so with respect!dignity demands…that i live freedom and equality,bound by no man nor creed,and that i live with respect.dignity demands…that i do this job,of living and giving well…knowing respect…
the sky has fallen,
the crumbled streets of heaven,destroyed by our hell!in the end the endis that which we bought,for the simple priceof the human soul!
in every touch almost in passing,
in every thought that no one can see,in every darkened corner.in every sign held up in protest.in every picket line thatshuts down traffic.in every stolen car,every empty house broke into.in the bag of groceries that will not last.in the gun put down,in honest revelations.in the prayer prayed beneath the bridge,in the pair of boots worn…
i cannot and will not stand
whether it be homeless people,street bums, addicts, or small children…and even dogs and cats abandonedby their ‘owners’….the hunger they feelis a part of me…drives me like a harsh wind…morsels of food, whatever i’ve got…come sit by the fire….we are one!
do not speak of god,
nor the creator…i do not dwell in temples,creeds, or written scriptures.i am formless, taking forms,i am infinite, becoming particle.i am clay and grass,stone and wood…i am flesh and semen,and intimate eyes!i am hungry, will you share?i have no home or bed,may i sleep with you?i am lonely, will you speak with me?i listen, will you…
every baby born,
both the slave,and the slave owner…both the cross,and the gun!both the sheep and the wolf,both the fire, and the rain.both the truth and the lie,the spirit, and the profit.both darkness and light,both the cell, and freedom!winds blown by choice,choice molded by experience.