chromatic word syndrome…

i wonder sometimes
what is the color of words
that some can’t be heard
leaving lips with the same sounds
yet no audience is found

liberty’s wildfire…

once the glow
from her lamp
offered
the warmth
of hope
for
freedom
and
sanctuary
from
the flames
of
religious persecution
but
now
it has
a garish glow

goodbye my friend…

the words
another good man
done
gone on
sticks in my mind
for
another friend
has taken up
the task
to present my case
before god
as to
why
i should
enter
those
uncharred gates
gates
in
an undisclosed
location
that
we’ve been
assured
entry
with
the right password
or
legal representation
since
my friends
know
i can’t recall
any
of my passwords
and
must maintain
a notebook
just to logon
to my own computer
they’ve been
forced
to
undertake
the project
of defending
my
failures
as
not
blatant
disregard
for
angelic membership requirements
but
as
mere
extended
senior moments
throughout
my
lifetime
i suppose
the complications
of such
a defense
is why
so many
have
left me

hymn to freedom…

pound
the drum
though there’s
no money
in the pot
pound
the drum
warn all
our freedom
can be lost
pound
the drum
awaken
the living
and the dead
pound
the drum
until
your hands bleed
and all hear
pound
the drum
though souls
grow weary
of battle
pound
the drum
pound
the drum
so much
to be
lost
pound
the
drum

defacing graves…

and
what
shall we
tell
the dead
that
all
their sacrifices
for
freedom
were
uncalled for
since
we’ve
surrendered
freedom
to
a snake oil salesman
who
slithers
above
the moral
and
sacred
grounds
that holds
what remains
of
their
mortal frames
those
rotting corpses
that now
sadly
resembles
the human rights
for
which
they
died

a possible recourse for other’s actions…

i have decided
that
insanity
is the only
reasonable
answer
just
take
a look around
at
local
and
world conditions
how
people
are
destroying
each others
as well as
the very planet
we are
dependent upon
reminds me
of
those critters
that eat
their own young
to survive
talk about
counterproductive
the whole damn situation
is unimaginable
so
in order to provide
a reasonable
process
for
comprehending
such behaviors
i’ve
decided
the only thing
to do
is
go
insane