respect the finger

like plowing the earth,and planting the seeds…painting my face and dancingfor rain…like running half-nakeddown through the woodswith a spear in hand…searching for meat.like building a fire,and watching the meatturn on the spit…like playing musicin a dim-lit bar,amid the smoke andthe sweat and the booze…like climbing a mountainto face the dawn,the only man alivein the whole…

the last gasp of soul’s breathfrom the broken and wounded…the lie that erases memoriesfor just a moment,and then whips the heart with them….the car hurtling towards the cliff,out of control with no brakes….the voices of the deadcalling from the streets of hell!the chain around your neck,that only you can unlock!

and a simple handshakestops the war!what are we fighting for?who are we fighting against?and why?most of what we hatein other people is thereflection of ourselves….most of what we fightabout or over…wont be here tomorrow!most of the violencein this world is basedon lies…. the cancer of lies…when the simple truthwould set us free.

and greying tree limbs…wet ashes after the rain…you smell likethe book on the shelf,that goes unnoticed,and needs to be read!and we probably smell likethe broken glass, the limbson the car, the rain drenched seat…and love stains agedfrom under the wheel,in the gravel driveof an old abandoned house!

patriot lies, god dies,unmarked graves in a field.the addict weeps, cold hard streets,poverty has a heavy hand.discrimination, salvation,leaving footprints where we stand.single mothers, live for another,food stamps and minimum wage.desperate young men, without a friend,commit acts of senseless rage.the prisons turn, the money earned,fills the bellies of greed.children taught to kill, against their will,to survive,…

and bloodied by the night…eyes that have seen,the hard and the real,no excuses, no regrets!the man that stands,naked to the world,crying out in defiance…carries the weighted pathof the choices he’s made…walking, ever forward…to meet the fray!