lost refrains…

lost refrains

i
want
to sing
a happy song
one
like
i’d heard before
but
i can’t recall
or
find the words
and
the only chords
i hear
are those
of
discord
even in the pews
where
psalms
of
love
once
filled the air
now
are
permeated
with
putrid
political
incantations
from
self-deified saints
who merely
sing hate’s sour notes
or
mouth the words
and
meaningless meanderings
of
every charlatan
that’s
ever lived
but
if you happen
to
know the tune
and
better yet
the words
please
sing
it loud enough
that
we may
all
hear it
again

refurbished…

refurbished

the skies
have closed up
we’re
unable to breathe
what was life
now
seems like death
a child’s birth
into
this world
of
chaos
is not a glimmer
of
hope
but
a reason
for
regret
for
as many have asked
what
have
we condemned
this
child to
how
could we
be
so thoughtless
but
those same thoughts
were
our fathers’
and
mothers’
so
we share
a guilt
with
all those
who came
before

 

existence becomes nothingness…

existence becomes nothingness

breaths become labor
eyes empty of joy’s last tears
fears with each heartbeat
the cloth of humanity
torn away by war has left
us all ignored naked beasts
lost in the darkness of life

 

 

where were you when the lights went off…

where were you when the lights went out

save your platitudes
there’ll be no raising the dead
from hope’s shallow grave
your words are dead dry flowers
on humanity’s warm blood
something to make you feel good
your words cannot heal
bloodied wounds of human flesh
nor suture the souls
ripped apart by promises
to support democracy
but bookkeepers rule the roost
so as often said
save your breath for future lies
reach into your purse
and place some copper pennies
on the eyes of all those who
trusted in your empty words

a poor man’s petition…

a poor man's petition

now lord
why don’t you
show
some heart
and
keep my friends
from
falling apart
ain’t asking much
like raising
the dead and such
just asking
for
a little mercy
can’t stand to see
my friends
falling apart
so
why not
show some
of
that divine
heart
and keep them
and
pain
apart

your opinion matters…

american genocide ethnic cleansing

it’s so often said
but still there is war and death
we clamor for peace
while politicos debate
what sanctions should be employed
media outlets conduct surveys
to assess public thoughts
on who could have prevented
a war based on greed
a meaningless task to those
who are now buried beneath
the rubble of fallen hope
and the hard truth is
no one is listening to us
war’s about profits
our opinions are worthless
like lives sacrificed in war
war’s about the bottom line