Prisoner

Prisoner

Please do not look at me

Do not wipe away my tears

I am so pathetic

Tied and chained

Held as a pet by man

But, I am not a pet

I am a father

Two kids and a mate

Now, they are just a memory

Living in a forest so far away

We climbed and swung together

Ran across the jungle floor

We are always together

We were always a family

I was born to live free

In the world where God placed me

Others are still being trapped

Sold and traded as pets

Slaves to men who really don’t care

Tortured and chained for amusement

Someday someone will learn

They will free us

We will be allowed once again

To live, play and raise our young

The way we were meant to

Mother Nature

Mother Nature

You do not know who I am

I was created on the third day

I was to bring life to a barren world

Plants and animals for the land

Birds to fill the skies

Fishes in the churning seas

I made a paradise for man

Times have changed

Man no longer cares what I give them

They poison the air and water

They rape the land

Killing ancient trees and forests

Turning them into deserts

Still, I gave you air to breathe

I gave you fresh water to drink

I gave you good food to eat

You may have forgotten about me

So many, many lifetimes ago

But, I will never forget about you

She Will Create

She Will Create

Bring down the stars

Let the Moon’s light fade to blackness

The colors of so many planets

Both known and yet to be found

Take the color from the setting Sun

And again when the Sun rises in the east

Give the light and colors to one deserving

Let Mother Nature take them into her hands

She will have a paintbrush with but a single strand

One strand to paint the world

To make the planet beautiful

With colors and images unseen before

Colors of the Universe

Creating something new

A beauty that man could never see

She will create nature

My Man-Cave

My Man-Cave

There is a room

It is my room

A place where I can hide

Where the world does not exist

A place where women will not enter

It is my man-cave

Where I can read what I like

Think about the problems of the day

It is a place where I can fart

I have my books and newspapers

And the music from my FM radio

When I sit on my throne

I look at all of the paper which surrounds me

And I know that my life will be perfect

At least as long as the door is locked

A Blue Bird Watching The Sad People

A Blue Bird Watching The Sad People

Sky

Deep blue

Bluebirds fly

Through endless light

Watching the people

Rushing around their lives

Never noticing beauty

Only seeing unhappy lives

They should look they should see what they miss

See the beauty of the world before them

Mamma

Mamma

Mamma

I am not as big as you

I am trying, but the world is too big

You have not taught me what I need to know

I still need you

I want to be with you

Learn everything that you know

No matter how I try

I cannot keep up with you

But, I am not strong enough

I am not old enough to be alone

Life is just too hard for me

Please Mamma

Look back at me

See how I struggle to be like you

Come back to me

Help me take the next step

Help me to live

Alien's Children

Alien’s Children

They have come before

They flew in mighty ships

Gods who came from the skies

Planted us here

Watched as we grew

As we became who we are

They have seen us help each other

Watched as we destroyed ourselves

What do they think of what they created

Are they pleased or are they disappointed

Do we need to be punished

Just as we would punish a child

Or will they accept us for who we are

And love us as their children

When they return we will know

Maybe our gods will be friendly

Maybe we will be allowed to live

And maybe we will change

Into the world we should be

2016

2016

I remember

A lifetime ago

People weren’t sheep

They stood up

Demanded to be heard

When something was wrong

To be counted

To speak out

Some were arrested

Some were beaten

But still their voices were heard

They became American heroes

Legends in their own time

Now, the heroes are all gone

But, the sheep remain

Listening to the lies, hatred and corruption

Voting for a candidate without a question

Without asking why

Time has come again

To raise your voice

Carry a sign

March down the street

Demand to be heard

Fight to change the world

And don’t listen to those who take the podium

They will lie

Tell you what you want to hear

Just so they can be called president

Just listen to your heart

And never give up the fight