what if i took the time

dirty hands.feel the blood, wade through mud,you know a manis just a man.not what you gained, how hard you strained,but what you gavewithout looking back.the simple things, the human dreams,two people walking,one set of tracks.children of the stars, destiny calls.climb over hurdles, walk through walls.what can be held holds what cant….beggers, scoundrels, and saints!

then gone forever,leaving only the echoesof your small fragile wingsriding the wind….eternity, an instant,nothing else needed,holding starlightin the palmsof hands made of dust!

protecting the firefrom wind and rain,and anything that wouldextinguish!stumbling, bumbling,falling down, and gettingback up….often times our ownworst enemy….beliving we’re alonein the heat of the fray…the sound of footstepsbehind us, tiny footsteps….turning, we findsmall children, all differentages and colors;male and female….carrying small torcheswaiting to be lit….with the hope ofthe future!

the taste, we long for the substance.we run afraid of the dark towards theneon lights… but we long for chocolate,for broth, for fruit, for just bakedbread. we hear the rumor of ecstasy,but we settle for the numbness of notbeing alone… for we fear ourselves,and what is behind the door! we jumpinto bed and pant against…

of the child sleeping alone.i am the fear on the faceof the young couplewho have nowhere to turn.i am the bullet loadedinto the gun held by shaking hands.i am the family Biblepacked away in a closet forgotten.i am the Muslim mantreated with contempt…i am the sheriff of a small town,and the meth lab busted.i am…

my heart same as yours!i work long and hard.give you more than i should.but i’m not your slave!Jesus was not white!never killed to convert the heathen.never sold the truth!there are no chosenpeople, no special people,just human people!i cannot judge you.i can barely judge myself.compassion, i pray.dont dare tax the rich!take it from the old, the…