the finger on the trigger,
the hand on the heart.
the hatred and the forgiveness,
the compassion that dares.
the sacred, and the demon,
the prayer and the scream.
both justice and injustice,
prejudice and understanding.
both ignorance and wisdom,
fearful, and a man.
i see both the light and darkness,
feel, touch, and taste them.
knowing that every breath i breathe,
is a choice!
every night i take off my image,
and examine my heart.
taking responsibility for my life,
and vowing, to be better!
old and young,male and female.tired and poor,pushed too far!too honest forour own good…small towns, big cities,farms and factories…hands that workjoined together…we are a peoplethat believe in people…the faces of freedom,and we have names!red, white, and blue!
whose silent pillow we share?whose rain? whose desire?whose moon holding tides?whose dark lips against our breast?whose hammer? whose apron?whose tick of the clock?whose hand wiping away tears?whose black? whose white?whose cough in the night?whose branch against the window?whose pockets? whose empty?whose wetness that clings?whose moth upon your shoulder?whose death? whose life?whose kiss to your hunger?whose…
word we say, either brings life, or takes life!
took in 5000 animalslast yearand only managedto adopt out 300!the rest were euthanized.pretty soon(sooner than you think)if our political machinecontinues its current path.they’ll have these sheltersfor peopleold people, sick people,poor people, unwanted peopleand if they only manageto adopt out 300for every 5000 they take inthen, the rest will befertilizer!
at what we cant control,what we cant seem to change,at the loss we suffer,at the helplessness we feel…in bitterness lookingfor a place to lay the blame.fighting the shadows of our fears,with the vengeance of our lostness…afraid to open the door,much less to walk through…to find…the face on the other sideof our anger,is the same as…the…
beaten, terrorized,loaded like cattleand taken away.while on the stage,the puppets turn,voices piped in from afar….the homeless familybreaks in a vacant house….the children hushed andhuddling for warmth….lights from a passing car,on the sign, foreclosed!food scraps taken from the trash,a dog barking down the street.pepper spray, batons, a blanket….and a gas station closed….even the pumps have names!
