viewing point…

viewing point

each of
life’s
travellers
pauses
to survey
the path
that
they’ve travelled
some marvel
that
they’ve survived
the climb
through rough terrain
full of hazards
and
hostile actions
but
they quickly turn
and
continue on
others
tarry there
when they look back
numb
and
unable to relinquish
the view
since the journey
has been
so easy
and
full of lovely scenes
and
moments
they wish to relive
so
they stand there
looking back
for the rest
of
their existence
others
linger there
overwhelmed
by
their painful journey
unable to separate
yesterday’s pain
from
tomorrow’s promise
so
they lie down
exhausted
choosing
to die
where they are

desantis and others…

desantis and others

so
remember when
politicos
said
there’s no climate change 
and
the waters weren’t gonna rise
along
the coast
well
try telling that
to
the critters
outside
your door

 

 

a simple choice…

a simple choice

if we gather up
all
the helpless children
of
the world
and
place
their starving bodies
into
a pit
telling you
that
only a handful
can be saved
then
ask you
who shall we save
most
of you
would choose
the ones
that
look
the most
like you
some of you
will
protest
and
declare that
you
would save
a broad spectrum
of
children
not dependent
upon
race
but
look into that pit again
stare
into those
sad emaciated eyes
tears dried on skin
and tell me again
skin
would not be considered

got a clean hanky in my pocket…

a mannequin

been feeling
poorly
these last
few
days
had a fever
and
congestion
in
my chest
but
it ain’t nothing
to
worry ’bout
cuz
my friend told me
there
ain’t no such a thing
as
germs
or
virus
said
he read it
on
the internet
so
it must be true
i was gonna
talk to him
’bout
my current condition
but
i read
in the paper
he died
yesterday
in
the hospital
but
i’m not worried
i
got a clean
hanky
in
my
burial suit
pocket

 

 

actuarial dilemma…

actuarial dilemma

are they
still counting
yes
i thought
they’d be done
by
now
they’re not
weren’t they supposed
to
be done
yes
so what’s
taking
so long
people
keep on
denying
and
defying
common sense
so
they keep on
dying
from
the virus

abilene paradox…

how has time
changed
you
what dreams
have
you forgotten
or
abandoned
leaving
empty spaces
in
your heart
and
mind
seen by some
as
a far away look
or
just plain emptiness
that
you
cannot explain
to
those who ask
is there something wrong
a question
rarely answered
in
truth
just the typical offering
of
empty platitudes
things are fine
nothing to worry about
couldn’t be better
or
some other
verbal detour
from
the truth
served up with a practiced smile
but
closing your eyes
you can see
that empty space
but
you decide
to
move on
into
the new day
without
what’s been missing
for
so long

 

dooming moral choice…

simple to ignore
the faces and lives destroyed
when your eyes are closed
if you ask for forgiveness
you’ll find that our ears are closed