murder most foul…

father’s suicide
when family’s torn from his arms
happy father’s day
how strange and unnatural
this great nation has become

 

a fanciful notion…

holding this dream
close
to my chest
no
need
to
show it to you
it’s
the same one
my
father’s
father had
and
i suspect
his father had
that
one day
every child
in
every nation
will wake up
and
be
able
to be
a child

 

so common it disappears…

why do the drums
of wars
still beat
when
so many souls
lie
at
our feet
is it that
the drummer
cannot see
that death
has come
to
you and me
or
are the beats
i hear
a mother’s heart
in fear
that
war
will once again
fill
the nave
as
another child
is placed
into
a grave

 

more than 1 a week school shootings…

just below
the dark circles
of
our eyes
lies
the reason
for
hopes demise
another
child
lies dead
and
you
continue
to deny
your part
in
this crime
as well
as those
that have
proceeded
this murder
you
continue
like
some rabid dog
to foam
at the mouth
with
formulaic
justifications
so
the slaughters
unabated
move
from
state to state
while
you
promise
to do
everything
within your powers
to
remedy
the problem
except
to deal
with
the real
issues
but
you offer
your
sincerest
condolences
along
with
your prayers
to
a god
you do not
even
believe in

​hyena…

crouching
low
to the earth
embracing
the devil’s hearthstone
the beast
sought
its prey
as
black smoke
spiraled
like
a snake
towards
where
angels
are said
to reside
no doubt
a gated community
shrouded
in biblical history
a history
that
lets
a sniper’s bullet
steal
a child’s life

i accept…

the soundless
nights
of
death
where
i cannot
hear
your voice
as
well as
the
darkness
that
shrouds
my memory
of
you
where
not
even
the faintest
glow
of
life’s light
can pierce
the dark dreams
of
yesterday
these things
one
must accept
but
i cannot accept
that
you
have accepted
lies
over
truth