War Weary

 

War Weary

In Viet Nam, where my shock began

American news with one-way views

the channel change, with the contrast strange

so high on the hill, “thou shalt not kill”

children were running for their lives.

Then came Iraq with U.S. attack

American news with one-way views

the end of trade with US blockade

and Madeleine spit, “it was worth it”.

children were starving to their graves.

Afghanistan, a new war began

American news with one-way views

the boogieman verses uncle Sam

climbing inflation to damnation

children terrorized in their homes.

Iraq again to inflict more pain

American news with one-way views

no W.M.D.’s, U.N. striptease

white powder and war guns louder

more children buried in the sand.

In Palestine, there’s a bloody line

American news with one-way views

seventy-five years all filled with tears

a cauldron of lies as its disguise

children are tortured, burned and bombed.

Two thousand eight began wars of hate

American news with one-way views

on foreign soil where there’s oil

insanity, and calamity

millions more buried in the sand.

Libyan dreams to NATO extremes

Syrian pride against terrors side

Yemen’s poor against the Saudi war

the eight-year war on the Donbass poor

American news with one-way views

War? I’m weary of who’s in charge.

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The Activist Poet

Matrix Glitch

 

Matrix Glitch

There’s only so much one can do

to lend a hand and see them through

they must be willing to unlearn

all that leaves them unconcerned.

The way we live is all controlled

programmed to do what we are told

minds are mushed by cell’s and T.V.

cast in illusions most can’t see.

Our education molds a pawn

critical thinking’s frowned upon

and when someone breaks from the box

a dressing down comes from the hawks.

Common knowledge that’s built on lies

permeates people in disguise

consumer driven, debts galore

feeds the twisted banking core.

Disposing things to large landfills

mountains of trash made by their will

receding forests to the sea

oceans filled with plastic debris.

Shareholder greed is all I see

robber barons get off Scott free

higher rents while poverty grows

why is it we’re struggling so?

From my vantage, I see the glitch

it won’t take much to make a switch

expose the matrix, open eyes

and watch a better world arise.

Yin and yang are in the balance

held together by a valance

and should this curtain just undo

our consciousness would then come through.

With natural laws we’ve been given

educate to nature driven

build community to embrace

we’ll make the world a better place.

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On the Open meadow, I can see forever

 

Photo Courtesy of Si-On

On the Open meadow, I can see forever

Verdant plains so lush and fair

intoxicating greens fill the air

respiring meadow, catches the eyes

mist has lifted, under azure skies.

Wind picks up, performs with the hay

in perfect sonata the two of them play

above the chords are freedom and flight

that sing of companionship to the light.

Off in the distance the tide is leaving

beryl oceans convey my breathing

an opus of life in perfect communion

my daily routine with natures reunion.

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