Become God

the day we
dropped the bomb
on Japan

humanity stepped
from the shadows
and chose

to become God!

a job for which
we were not,
and are not
qualified!

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Not Saying Much!

an old man once said to me:
'if what you're saying
doesnt offend anyone,
you're probably not saying much! '

truth cuts like a knife!
speak the truth!

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Poverty (Colors Of Rage)

poverty wears all
the colors of rage....
vibrant, raw, aching,

souls ripped from the flesh
by forces unseen....
worn like scars....

on the face of God!

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No Excuses!

Jesus, Buddha, and
all the great teachers
from the past merely
pointed the way.

it's our own feet
that have to do
the walking...

no excuses...
let's go!

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Live By The Lie

if you live by the lie,
no matter how well off you are,
then you cannot afford the luxury

of honesty at all costs.

that is why....
America has fallen!

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The Shadow... (My Heart)

the shadow lying on the bed,
staring, almost breathless waiting...
for the sound of my footsteps,
and the scent of my returning...
was, in fact, my heart!

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The Shore I Seek...

the mistakes i've made
be but the oars,
and my failures,
the small boat.
the ocean i travel
storms with forgiveness...
the shore i seek,
the human heart!

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Dogma

dogma...
mankind's attempts,
however feeble,
to draw the wings of the hawk
with broken crayons,
with which to fly.

never knowing they're
already flying!

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Passion Dream # 1

your tongue
groping for
my soul
in the darkness.

my fingers
play the strings
of your longing.

i awaken
from a dream.
hot, and hungry.

lost, and searching!

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Cries

the sound of gunfire
and the pound of bombing
rhyming...

the cries of dying children,
the cries of a dying earth,
the cry of humanity seaching

for itself!

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