is in the eyes… of small
children, hungry and orphaned,
their families lost
to wars, earthquakes, floods,
disease, poverty…
children of different colors,
nationalities, faiths…
children without names.
i am their father, their mother,
their sister, their brother…
i am the answer to their hunger,
i am its cause.
i am their hunger!
i have no name.
clothes dirty and worn…lies alone in the bed,except for the cat…shadows whisper, she moans,as if closing a book.even the hungry walls are silent…the pages of the booktattered and yellowed.her teeth broken or gone,her fist clenched tight,the comfort of no one,the prayer to no god.the clock on the wall ticks amen…her spirit taken, her fist opened,a…
i have begun to understandthe whisperings of the crows…..can fell the ghostly embraceof bare limbed trees…the frozen kiss just before death!the smoldering fire, just outside the body,thunder out of time, maybe just memory…only the deep stillness hears,………….and knows!
…..a thousand tiny births.season to season,….leaf to limb to bud,…..conceptions to grasp,to letting go of……snow like stillness,….bringing new birth!
from your neck downto your inner thighs….finding the beginningof the cosmos… wet,dark, hot, and hungryfor new life ‘neath thetouch of the planters hands…oceans i find, and poundingwaves… forests primeval,and darkness creating light…surging with electric pulse!
but the politicians damn sure gonna get paid!this isnt a game, it’s not a joke, it’s not one hand trumps the other!what we are dealing with here are the lives and well-being of theAmerican people… and they’re playing chess, and using us as pawns!we’re involved in wars we have no business being involved in, that…
