Your love,

heal the sick?give solace to the lonely?find housing for the homeless?help save the rain forests?help save mountains and riversfor my children’s children?stop the killing of whales?the killing of women and children?help eradicate prejudice?stand for freedom and dignity?bring hope to the hopeless?well… will it?

the rush of wind,that startles the curtains.the slap of wet bodies,the sigh of the candle.low words cooed,without need for definition.i feel the tears of the sinner,hear them hit the floor.the prayers, and confessions,the guilt, and the need.the heavy breathing of redemption,and the silence that heals…yes, even the silencehas its own sound!i hear the bones of…

and knelt by the bed…to pray.closing his eyes,he bowed his head:‘i’ll try to do better tomorrow.’a thoughtto live by!

old people talk staring out windows…trees talk shedding leaves,empty buildings talk to ghosts;dead bones talk to the wind…the wind talks those who mourn.the hungry talk to their oppressors,the prisoner talks to the walls.the desperate talk to the noose,lovers talk with simple touch.soldiers talk to their fears,the unborn talk to our decisions.the moon talks to the…

i want to know whatyour bare feet smell like!

to come back…then start acting like Him!

past fields not planted.past vacant store fronts.past cars up on blocks,and signs yelling ‘for rent’…following the trail of the ants,looking for sugar!following the trail of the sun,from day unto night.from family to forsaken.from home to the road.from god to the facesthat ring like haunted church bells,following the trail of the sun…looking for sugar!

to the devilto watch you dance…why arent you dancing?and who plows the fieldleft barren?

of broken glassin a deserted alleyon the bad side of townreflecting the lightsof a thousand lives passingthat dont even know i’m herethe nameless naming!

if there were no waves,the moon would be powerless.if there were no bullets,dead bodies would rise.if there were no dreams,we could not face reality!if there were no hunger,we would not have a reason.if there were no suffering,we could not find freedom!if there were no lovers,we would not have children.if there were no children,we’d have no…

too much sunshine,not enough rain.too many guests,not enough servers.too much joy,not enough pain!too many votes,not enough justice.too many hungry,not enough giving.too many angry,not enough involvement.too much taking,not enough living!too many shovels,not enough hands.too many lovers,not enough love.too many liars,not enough truth.too many too little,still not enough!

it’s all about the money,it’s ‘just business’…blood for oil, andit doenst matter whose blood– as long as it’s not your own!what happened to the sanctityof human life…if the skin color is different,the language different,the religion different…do you sleep better at night?‘they’re poor, they have nothingto live for anyway…’‘just business’…well, what goes aroundeventually comes around…what happens…