Flag Stone

Flag Stone    7/30/2015

This is as free as it gets

Unfiltered and unfettered

Bleeding all over the page

And launched into space.

An invisible web

Criss crossing the planet

Everywhere and nowhere

Invisible and omnipresent. 

Everything has eyes

And everything has ears

But there are more secrets than ever

Deleted and lost.

No one knows a thing

But a realist can still see

Understanding at once

Through experience

And self-preservation. 

We are nothing

But salt, pepper, and sand

Randomly tossed

and thoroughly examined. 
 

We are led along

And charmed with a flute

Skipping and dancing

On our way to the end. 

Suddenly stabbed

Only then do we recoil

Mortally wounded

Wordless and dumb.

But the proof was always there

Even if we ignored it

Rationalizing atrocities

And fooling ourselves. 

I did not know to ask

And I did not know to fear

But that is what she taught me

Before she left me

Bleeding in the rain. 

There is nothing more cruel than indifference

And the cowardice of ambivalence

Heavy as a damp blanket

On a hot summer day.

Betraying our trust

And selling us out

Abandoned by convenience

And discarded like trash. 

Watch them run

And watch them laugh

Pretending they are alive

One fake smile at a time.

This is truly their world

Stupid, empty, and fake

Nothing but cheap propaganda

For the gullible and dumb.   

Used  and expendable

Convenient and compliant

Laying down like paving stones

On a highway to hell. 

Hell is here

And it will eat

All that it can

Crushing our spirits

With a soft velvet hammer. 

Let the secrets come out

And rise up

Out of the black

Long hidden

And buried. 

Let it be known

No matter how ghastly

The original lie

Upon which we have suffered

And many have died.

Because the truth matters

More than anything

And who can ever grow

So long as they remain

Asleep in a trance.

Key Grip

Key Grip        7/27/2015

Endless as a summer afternoon

Burned into memory

Weightless long after the day is done

Undulating with the waves.

.

The anchor got stuck

So we all pulled together

Struggling against the unknown

Deep beneath the black. 

The rope burned our hands

As we strained against the weight

Pulling, resting

And pulling some more. 

Out of the depths

Emerged a tree

A tangled mass

Black shiny and slick. 

Freeing the anchor

The tree sank

Back down from whence it came

And buried forever. 

Many secrets

Sleep in the depths

Long since covered over

And forgotten. 

But no secret is hidden forever

And no skeleton

Shall remain unexposed

Even in the dirt

And under the sea.

Many sleep

Face down in their bowl

Content only to eat,

Consumer and destroy.

Gobbling up

Whatever is before them

With no imagination

Or courage. 

They shall eat

And they shall sleep

Unaware of danger

And numb to the poison. 

Let them eat

And let them sleep

For that is the price of blindness

And greed. 

But let us stay awake

And let us keep trying

Even when there is no hope

And no way out.   

Be he who is with us

Is stronger than the world

And death has no power

His grip broken

And dead forever. 

Worthless

Since, I am not writing tomorrow (Friday), I wrote this today.  

Worthless   7/23/2015

If you never felt worthless

Then you have not lived

And if you never felt blessed

Then you do not understand.

Happiness comes undeserved

Like a child’s laughter

Or a cool river

On a hot summer day. 

But hardship gives us a memory

That you never want to lose

Helping us to remember

Perspective and gratitude. 

But patience is the hardest thing

That I have ever learned

A pain in the pit of my stomach

With each thankless hour.  

There are some dreams

That I may never have

And there is an emptiness

That may never be filled.

But that longing

And dissatisfaction

Is universal,

As we all seek to regain

Heaven on earth. 

For now, the world remains

What it is

And has been

A gift rejected,

Corrupted, and spoiled.

An apple crawling with worms

And a pond of floating fish

Deceived from the beginning

By vanity and pride.

But even when worthless

We have love

The greatest gift

Uncorrupted and alive.

We live

And we survive

Provided for

And inspired

To conquer

And thrive.

Our flames grow brighter

And they shall never go out

Now that we know in our hearts

That we are not

And never have been, alone. 

Rumors

Rumors     7/23/2015

Beaten, shot, or stomped

Crushed, strangled, and burned

The innocent murdered

Out of hatred and envy.

Pride was the first sin

Long before we ever knew

Malignant, arrogant,

Vain, and cruel. 

The cages have been opened

And now the beasts emerge

Seething with hatred

To kill while they can.     

Their fate is sealed

But how much worse for the keeper

Driving them on

And setting them free.  

Words have great power

But silence, can tell you everything

That you ever needed to know

If only the foolish could see  

What they didn’t want to know.

Yes it is a rumor

And yes, it is a war

As the world consumes itself

Back to back

And surrounded by ghosts.  

Drink it in

And swallow it down

But, turn it in to something

That no one, has seen before.

Truth will always be bigger

Than even the most acceptable lie

No matter how varied or often

It is spoken or forced. 

No amount of money

And no amount of threat

Shall ever snuff it out

No matter the carrot

And no matter the stick. 

We who have walked softly

See the beast, for the trees

Hiding and waiting

To savage and consume. 

Turn over the table

And behold the betrayers

Enabled by the sick

Twice doomed, and dead.

Bemused

Bemused                      7/20/2014

We are taught to doubt

What we already knew

The first instincts were learned

As children, observing the world. 

Hatred and evil exists

But it’s not like they say

Eating us away like acid

From the inside out.

The fuse is lit

And the flames are rising higher

Just as predictable as the sun

Twice as obvious

And twice as dumb. 

We can walk

Or we can run

But if you see the cliff coming

It may not matter much.   

There are two sides on a coin,

But we should all see by now

That no matter how much, you flip it

It will always be the same. 

Fake opinions

And fake opposition

Just enough to keep us going

Until it’s too late. 

Desperate men

Do desperate things

As they seek to keep power

As a means to an end. 

Colluding with each other

To squash all opposition

As they inventing insults

And fake controversies. 

Incrementally conditioned

To give up and give in

To the never ending onslaught

Of tyranny and control. 

Marginalized and ridiculed

The truth becomes the enemy

As any who dare disclose it

Are ostracized and abused.

Easily distracted

And easily amused

We fall face first

For a flash in the pan. 

The circus goes on

But while we argue about nothing

Our feet are on fire

And no one says a word. 

When all is done

Who will be at fault?

Those who murdered?

Or those who,

Never did a thing?