if i knelt before you,

the caw of the crow,the growl of the bear,the scree of the hawk….the stamp of the deer,the language of whales,the whisper of the trees,the silent affirming mountains….the song of the rivers,the chant of the grasses….all raised in the court of living…voices crying out against injustice,against the works of the humansthat would destroy their home!the true…

now the choice,both silent and grieving.i cannot hold starlightin aging hands,i cannot turn the tidewith a glance or a wave.i cannot stop the warswith my body or my thoughts.i cannot feed the hungry,i can only share their hunger.the snow is falling,the winds almost cruel,as the fire i builtdies down to embers…who am i?and what have…

the reflection of fireon the coldest of nights;the cry of the empty rice bowl.the violin played in an empty room.sunlight glaring off fresh fallen snow.the axe and the bootsstanding alone in a corner…the ticket takers through a glass window….oil pumping into the mouthsof starving children….the exploding bombs, bayonetsdraped in bright colored flags.the moment you give,as…

singing in your libraries,chanting ‘justice’ in your courtrooms.scrawling liberty on the wallsand floors of your Senate,unlocking prison doors,bringing seed to your fields.hauling bodies from your mines,bringing doubt to your classrooms.taking your girls from the corners,sending them back to their homes.disarming your soldiers,and feeding your hungry!i extend the holy hand,that is common and covered with dirt!

on Japanhumanity steppedfrom the shadowsand choseto become God!a job for whichwe were not,and are notqualified!

the broken sound when no one can hear,the cold feel of the gallows,the wings of the dead bird.i am the raccoon trapped,and the fury of loss.i am the waiting that kills,moment by moment.i am the hand too tired to touch,the baby just born that no one wants.i am the ribs showing on the starving child,the…