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

selective kindness…

selective kindness

when the misery
we see
is in eyes
that look
like
ours
our hearts
open up
and
we hear
there
but
for the grace of
that’s
when we
offer up
a small portion
of
self-pity
to another
such
self-centered behavior
no doubt
feels
good for a while
but
like
a child’s
out of sight
out
of mind
stage of development
the misery
is soon
forgotten

another child’s grave…

another child's grave

tragic events
always
seem
to bring out
the
comparisons
how tough
things
were before
or
how good
someone
has it now
but
when it strikes
a child
we
retreat from
our
usual
self-pity dialogues
and
question
life’s fairness
we compare
our
childhood
with
the one
this child
will
never have
asking
why
what has this child done
that
all of heaven
has
forsaken them
there’s
never
a suitable answer
just
the old
god
works in mysterious ways
or
it’s his will
neither
ever addresses
the real question
why a child
and
not those
who brought
about
the child’s death

 

 

societal priorities…

societial priorities

it went unnoticed
but
a sparrow
died
today
didn’t make the news
like
the deaths
of
some children
children worldwide
of
color 
isn’t it strange
how valueless
some
lives
are
made

 

 

inadvertent insult..

how to manage children with challenging behaviors

recall my dear friends
we hear through our memories
words said have been said
their first intentions linger
words become symbols of pain
no matter who presents them