lie to me, love me
one more time…
the arching of your soul,
wrapped in legs around me…
the cry of the ocean
just outside the shell…
i kiss you, you taste
like my wanting,
words mean nothing;
black and white photographs
in a world of color…
i can feel the rumble
of the train on the tracks,
you bite my shoulder….
i open my eyes…
and the room is bare!
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seems i walk alone
but i carry with metiny slivers of hearts,many colored splotchesof cloth woven into a blanketthat warms me against the cold.my feet are worn… my eyes near blind…but i see with the eyesof small childrentoo alive to denythe magic in each moment….i breathe with the breathof human hungering….for what cannot be contained….my heart beats with the…
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rise up and shoutto meet the day….how can we do anything less?the trees join handsin bare limbed prayer,the clouds wink,and shed a tear!the grasses swell in harmonious praise,and the wind comes whispering home.the earth embraces the fire and the ash….how can we do anything less?
you would spread peace
end poverty with slavery,execute justice with your prisons,end prejudice by not looking…protect freedom of speech with oppression,teach the truth with closed minds,and fill the plates of the hungrywith nuclear threats…i say,‘Liar! ‘
justice and equality…
and the hope that allows usto bring children into the world!cannot be defined by color,nationality, religion, or sex…cannot be regulated by class,cannot be different for thosewho have and those who have not…cannot allow poverty,cannot allow hunger,cannot allow oppression…to continue!must be worked for…everyone has a part,everyone has a responsibility.respect,dignity,hard work,sharing of needs…we are destined to be…
we battle against ourselves!
the ‘need’ to possess.we strip our senseswith fake morality.we quench our fireswith our limited concepts.we wound our very lovewith the image we present.we defile our truthwith the lies we settle for…we choose fear over freedom,and so break our own wings!