mavors’ fables…

mavor's fables

tell me
no more stories
of
war
i don’t want
to
hear
about
acts of valor
on
the battlefield
or
families left behind
orphaned
by
political
and
corporate greed
no
don’t
tell me
another story
until
you can
raise
the dead

 

 

the last prayer…

this memorial day

ain’t never wondered
if
you were there
or
not
cuz’
i’ve been carrying
this
holy book
as
my shield
since
i was young
and
force fed
to believe
without
doubt
there
was
some higher
power
than man
as well as
purpose
for
my life
but
as
i’m saying
this final prayer
surrounded
by
the rotting flesh
of
innocent lives
i’m
just wondering
if
you’ve
ever
been
there

madmen and mortals…

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such a fragile shell
that holds
this thing
called
life
with
the center
as
the soul
how
easily
life shatters
with
the slightest
force
so
it is surprising
how
man
willingly
discards
his most
precious gift
from
the gods
forfeiting
existence
for
the void of vanity
or
the illusion
of
allegiance
some merchants
will
without hesitation
sell the souls
of
others
no matter
the duration
of
their existence
young or old
matters not
as long as
there’s a profit
to be made
traffickers
of inhumanity
tossing aside
the broken lives
as if chaff
in the wind
so it is
that
so many
lives end
some
even before
they’ve begun
for
madmen
rarely see beyond
themselves

 

 

personal denomination…

personal denomination

my love is my religion
and unlike other faiths
it produces no wars
nor leaves the earth scarred
due to awareness of this fleeting existence

 

 

dr. pangloss unavailable…

request for light verse
the kind that warms every heart
maybe about joy
children playing with new toys
nothing about their war zone

 

the book of dying 1:3…

as children died women cried out
these are children born from us
god charged us protect each one
but your greed sears their flesh

 

 

 

 

 

 

behold..children are a heritage from the lord…

don’t matter
which
good book
you read
quran
bible
or
whatever
spiritual star chart
you follow
the charge
to
all adults
is
to protect children
from
moral
and
physical harm
don’t
say nothing
about
only the white ones
so
i suspect
brown
black
and
all the colors
in
between
are
included
yet
everyday
i read about
how
children
are victimized
in
wars
or
how
so-called
civilized nations
caged
children like dogs
along
the border
and
at birth
how
children of color
die
more frequently
than their
white
counterparts
oh
there’s
far
too many
homeless
and
hungry
children to count
perhaps
our leaders
share
the notion
that
children of color
are just
useless eaters
as
i recall
that was the same
dogma
that
the nazis
subscribed to
wonder where
the
new mass graves
for
children will be

 

having lost my voice…

what prayers
should
be said
to wash away
the
blood stains
from
a child’s clothes
and
will those same prayers
breathe life
into
lifeless forms
forms
broken
from
life’s mosaic
by
brutal blows
from
human greed
a greed
making
void
prayers
that
a child
once again
can
feel
a parent’s touch
and
giggle with joy
over
simple songs
sung
as
night
embraces
consciousnesses
what
celestial words
will be heard
by
the gods
to end
these
nightmares
called
war

 

ain’t nobody here but us chickens….

world
democracy
ain’t nothing
but
a chicken
with
it’s head cut off
without
strong
humanitarian leadership
flip
flopping
around
spilling
children’s blood
all
over the ground
and
mighty nations
don’t
make a peep
about
the carnage
since
they’re
looking forward
to
greed’s
feast
carelessly
made
with
cunning
bloodied hands
from
selling weapons
to
both
warring parties
you
might
rightly call
those
nations
chicken pluckers
for
as the earth
is plunged
into
the boiling water
of
climate change
they’re
busy
pulling
earth’s resource feathers
off
to stuff
their pillows
with
dollars
but
one day soon
no one
is
going to have
a place
to
sleep