Wednesday, February 28, 2018

time and time again


time and time again
we face the dawn and know not when
the end of all this grief and pain
will come and wash the bloody stain

from this world that suffers greatly
and even more from events lately
killing never leads to peace
oh  -  will the violence never cease

peace will only come through kindness
vengeance only leads to blindness
the rage and pain we choose to feel
will never let the old wounds heal

until we learn to serve all others
until we see that all are brothers

everyone claims to be right
everyone claims to know what's right
so few question themselves
so much is wrong


Wednesday, February 21, 2018

a guide for the perplexed

a book by e f schumacher


i wish you well

Monday, February 19, 2018

in an age

in and age the soul remembers
sensing still its dying embers
man to truth was honor bound
rarely was deception found

but today our greed does rule us
strange ideas do re tool us
no more is the spirit free
to create life as it should be

the hand of fate is shunned and broken
respect for life no more than token
now the children life in fear
finding little to hold dear

fantastic dreams now fill our heads
strange contortions fill our beds
grace and love so rarely found
with war and violence so renowned

it's said that once the ancients spoke
about the time man would evoke
the beast that would bring on such pain
when tears would fall like endless rain

perhaps now is what they meant
when power's what we represent
but love is lost in such a way
and peace and joy the price we pay

with guns and bombs we blast and kill
we push and shove  -  enforce our will
the seeds we plant will surely grow
yet still it's grief and pain we sow


love will not be found in was
more sorrow  -   that's what we're in for
you don't make friends with pain and fear
we're loving all the heart holds dear

there is still time  -  we're not quite broken
but it takes love much more than token
no more must we live for power
we must sow love for peace to flower

once before man took up dreaming

once  -  before man took up dreaming
lost himself in all this scheming
life was lived within the order
life itself its own recorder

but in time a change took place
somewhere in the human race
from the truth we turned away
deception's now the game we play

the price is high for this digression
our sickness is the heart's confession
still the spirit seeks to free us
from the shrouds that so conceal us

the heart must face the truth of life
and open mind will end the strife
but we must no more fear the truth
for man to regain his lost youth

ideas

ideas do so fill the head
hearing all the words they said
yet each must know the truth within
to live a life that's without sin

on and on we think and worry
guessing  -  grasping  -  endless flurry
ending up just sad and sick
seeking someone weak to kick

life is only live in truth
a gift so cherished in our youth
but then we're taught control and lie
play those roles and slowly die

the truth of life must be set free
an open heart is free to see
what it sees  -  yes without guilt
for guilt will cause the soul to wilt

and sickness grow within our band
more violence sweep across the land
for love and truth and life are one
without these we'll soon be done

a child cries

a child cries
another tree dies
how long will it be till we see

that the world is in pain
and the wails are like rain
the pills must be stronger each day

this cannot be right
such a horrible sight
we each are a cause in some way

let another one change
i will not re-arrange
seems such a cop-out to me

we all must take part
in any new start
if any real change is to be

to think of ourself
beyond everyone else
is wrong an it's so plain to see

we're all selfish inside
yet most try to hide
from the truth  -  which is what sets us free

no  -  we're not all bad
but our minds have been had
and we think someone else is at fault

but each must accept
his own part of the debt
not just armor ourselves like a vault

love your will find
is not in the mind
be open to find your own heart

Thursday, February 15, 2018

lost in time

lost in time  -  all never ending

giving freely  -  never lending

grace its self is our true light

shining free and without fright

one must let the heart be open

not turned in  -  its love unspoken

all is all  -  yes this is true

all is one  -  there is no two

i know how things can appear

but love and life are all ways near

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

what you do

no matter what you  do

to anyone

or anything

you do to your self

Saturday, February 10, 2018

life

life is the ocean

Friday, February 9, 2018

an astrology comment

that jupiter in scorpio and uranus in aries

is a pretty big deal

Monday, February 5, 2018

on and on


on and on through life i go
it's and endless wander
still i know that in my heart
i just keep growing fonder

of all the people that i meet
of all the creatures here
more and more i cherish them
forever hold them dear

they seem to be so real inside
tho many no more show it
with outer shell they've learned to hide
but in my heart i know it

all are one  -  as has been spoken
mostly long ago
still i feel i know them all
the bond is still unbroken

Saturday, February 3, 2018

Love


life is love

if you know

how to live

Monday, January 29, 2018

much time has passed

much time has passed since i was young
not much has really changed

the game goes on and i'm still here
not changed  -  but re-arranged

my heart still cries  -  i love it so
and spring still brings me joy

yes i'm alive and i don't mind
inside i'm still a boy

much time has passed yet i still play
in this land of terror

no more to hang my head and cry
i don't regret the error

mistakes were made  -  i bless them so
for through them i did learn

if you're going to play the game
you better learn to burn

Sunday, January 28, 2018

what part of my self

am i not accepting


perhaps the first question

we should ask our self

Thursday, January 25, 2018

she was


she was such a gentle soul
heart and truth the only goal
but hardship on the way she learned
more than once the did get burned

in time she learned to turn her head
avoid the truth and lie instead
for a while it did feel better
no one lives by just the letter

soon the heart began to close
hardness took our gentle rose
all soft and kind was brushed away
no longer would the soul know play

on through life in mindless rush
push and pull and such a fuss
nothing left but guilt and worry
on she rushed in such a hurry

always tired  -  no joy in work
more and more she learned to shirk
duties seem to drag her down
sometimes feeling she might drown

her own center she had lost
spurned away as such a cost
it happened when she first said no
stick the truth  -  i just won't go

life itself's still bright and free
but when from truth we try to flee
we turn our backs on its true way
now we will have the final say

truth and love and life are one
to close our heart blocks out the sun
it's love it seems that most men fear
tho the word is spoken dear

most in time give up the flight
give up darkness for the light
for truth and love are life its self
this is true and endless wealth

if we can give up all our dreams
all our plans and mighty schemes
we'll find our own true destiny
again live life as spirit free


wrote those words a long time ago

still like the sound of them

but not sure if we humans

know how to be free


Wednesday, January 24, 2018

we start in on children

we start in on children
so early today
to program their minds
when they should learn how to play

a child needs the time
to first know its self
and it hurts to be told
to just get on that shelf

with no time to consider
just what this might be
we rob them so quickly
of their right to see

it seems plane to me
the old way's not so smart
as we rip up this planet
and tear at its heart

in spite of the terrors
which now fill the land
the stink of pollution
so carefully planned

we still tell them all
that "i know what's best"
but the results that i see
sure don't pass the test

the innocence found
in the eyes of a child
the master once spoke of
in terms not so mild

"be as the children"
is what he once said
the will to respect them
today seems quite dead

most just play roles
that were forced in their mind
with no thought of nature
now so hard to find

a fresh look at life
is the gift of new birth
i we don't respect it
then what is it worth

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

there are those

there are those who have not heard
yet the silent sacred word
but the lord of life does live
still unceasingly does give

love in torrents to us all
if we but remove the wall
built around the heart so strong
and sentenced us to so much wrong

this was never meant to be
all were at once sent forth free
give up the fight it has been spoken
and the heart will be unbroken

but each must try in his own way
to face the truth of each new day
and live a life as it should be
with open heart and soul that's free

Sunday, January 14, 2018

i went to a party

i went to a party on saturday night
and the sights that i saw gave my heart such a fright

the masks that we wore were so ghastly to see
i stood there in silence  -  how could this all be

the noise was so great and the smiles so untrue
most were afraid and the others just blue

i watched for a while then did go away
but soon i returned  -  still with nothing to say

the din was still growing and the music so loud
soon i was into the mood of the crowd

we're here to forget just how lonely we feel
for a while to pretend it's not such a bad deal

the wine it's a flowing and the smoke is so thick
a sane person by now would lie down and be sick

but not me  -  i'm so tough i can take it all in
as we strut for the girls and pretend we're still men

now it's over at last and i'm home here alone
all the girls turned away  -  no one threw me a bone

in a while i will sleep till the sunrise again
and try to remember just where all i've been

the head full of aches and a sadness inside
to be such a fool and so full of pride

maybe in time i'll grow up and reform
but it's hard in a world where conform is the norm


seems like we always blame someone else
for our situation with our self

Saturday, January 13, 2018

these times


more than a little interesting to me


sometimes

once before

once before the trust was broken
when the truth was freely spoken
men were free and knew lifes way
life was not some game to play

now our heads are hollow vases
stupid looks on all our faces
respect for life not to be found
pride in self does so abound

selfish ways will be our doom
for love of life we have no room
truth could yet redeem our lives
yet greed so far is all that thrives

kindness is what most have lost
frustration fules at such a cost
a selfish heart can not see clearly
and love's the gift we need so dearly