but one voice…

but one voice...

can’t hear
own
thoughts
too much noise
trafficking
from
lies and hate
masking out
voices
in
pain
homeless dreams
some
wrapped
in
the currency
of
war
but
what
can
one voice
do
to rise
above
war’s cacophony
of
misery
though
a simple solution
one
could join
the choir
of
hope
sending forth
words
of
unwavering
belief
in tomorrow
that
grasps
the minds
of
social sinners
like
an old gospel hymn
swaying
the coldest heart
towards
redemption
or
offer up
such a sweet solo
of
truth
so
powerful
that
the walls
of
deception
crumble
into dust
revealing
all
that was hidden
that
my friend
is
what
one voice
can
do
so
rejoice

 

 

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

 

 

deep-seated human rights problems…

crime doesn’t pay
unless you’re building a nation
then everything from murder
to rape is appropriate
to become a superpower

 

preprogrammed…

impulses must be arrested
firing patterns altered
from societal inscribed behaviors
otherwise history repeats
and extinction’s accelerated

 

no fault of their own…

life leaves battle scars
soul’s deep emotional wounds
that transcend rational thought
symptoms are hate and anger
pressed upon the innocent

 

cost of prosperity…

marble tokens
of
the excluded
sacrificed
for
the
included

 

the perfect video game…

there’s mass destruction
manipulated humans
destitute children
no personal involvement
it’s our governmental games

 

penny slot machines…

the coins have faces
users never notice them
they’re just shoved into
the slot like souls into war
for users’ personal gain