Lesson Learned

June 29, 2005

Pledge allegiance
To a flag
Where I have no rights
If I’m a “fag”?
Check a box,
“Black”
Or “white”
No in-betweens for skin too light
Evangelism
Deemed the newest fad
Now all’s a sin
Is breathing bad?
“Anarchy!” the children cry
Ignore their pleas
Roll your eyes
The people speak
Of nation torn,
In tatters I think
All the deeds once condemned
Have now been done
Praise our leader
This prodigal son

For my generation
Our future is bleak
When liberal youth
Are refused to speak
Ignore the past
Refuse the truth
In following “tradition”
You are blind to see
The evils of our great society

You say I am free,
But for today,
Tomorrow can you tell me true
What next right will you undo?

Time and time again
We shall recycle
Ignore all that’s done before
Lesson learned
Erase the board.

Wound

August 11, 2017
My bandage has ripped off
And exposed the wound
I never let heal,
A wound that should
have long ago closed,
Exposed now to air
The hurt is fresh,
And I can see that it is there
I feel the sting,
And unwilling to repeat the past
I stare at it, aware,
And beckon it to close

Before She Came to Be

August 11, 2017
Once upon a time,
she was yet to be,
From my position now
this fact is difficult remembering,
Since she came
Every breath I take
Is for her,
The reason I wake
Is her,
My every motion,
Her,
I am motivated by this being
formed inside and of me,
I tend to her now with
Unconditional, incomparable
love and direction,
And live each day
Because of and for her

Reassembled

August 11, 2017

They pack up boxes,
Reexamine items,
Shift through old and unused,
Label parcels to ship, recycle, discard
Reexamine their lives,
And how and where to take the next step,
They give away items,
To friends who remain behind,
Friends who see them off,
Friends who wish them well,
Friends who keep pieces of them to remind,
remember the love of their friends
Who have reassembled their lives,
South, North, and West coast.