Lost Children Of War

Lost Children Of War

Children are the innocents

Their only crime is living

They should be playing in the yard

Hide and seek and tag

Looking at butterflies as they fly by

Instead, they have to hide in basements

Watching their mothers and fathers die

Seeing blood covering the streets

They hear the bombs dropping

Until the last one drops

Then a lonely child is finally with other children

Was it Russian, American, Syrian or from ISIS

It doesn’t matter

The children are still punished for their crime

A crime they no longer can commit

They lay on a concrete floor

Waiting to be buried

To make room for more innocent children

Who died for a war no one understands

God’s Golden Eye

God’s Golden Eye

When I was a child

Every night I knelt beside my bed

Clasped my hands in front of my face

Closed my eyes

And bowed my head

And I asked God to bless my family

That was so many years ago

Before I became an adult

And prayers were just a waste of time

My life was going just as I had it planned

Money and fame came easily

And so did the cancer, which grew in my chest

Only then I remembered what my mother told me

“God is always watching even if you forget Him”

So, I climbed the highest mountain I could find

I dropped down onto my knees

Clasped my hands before me

Closed my eyes

And, for the first time in 30 years I prayed.

I didn’t pray for Him to save my life

I asked Him to watch after the woman I loved

And the children I would never see again

When I raised my head and opened my eyes

I looked up toward Heaven to see if God had heard me

Across the valley

Between the peaks of other mountains

I saw God’s golden eye looking down at me

And at that moment I just knew

My prayers would be answered

And everything would be just fine

Hurricane

Hurricane

I know you are there

You puny humans

You actually think you can hide

You can stay within my fury

Don’t you know I control the winds

I control the rains and the lightning

I control the oceans and the waves

You are allowed to stay on my shores

Live in beautiful homes on the land

But I can wipe them away any time I want

And there is not a damn thing you can do

I will pass when I am finished with you

And you will feel safe

You will take your lives back

And you will be happy

Until I return with another name

Again, you will know I am coming

You will not heed the advice to leave

And again, I will destroy your lives

I may let you live this time

Then again, I may not

That is all up to me

So, don’t gamble

Don’t take the chance that I will show mercy

Don’t you forget that your ass is mine

And I don’t really care about you

The Business Man

The Business Man

He works 60 plus hours a week

Eating lunch at his desk

Staring at only his computer screen

He even gives up his sleep

His wife never sees him

He loses his children for his job

5 days a week

50 weeks a year

He has no life of his own

On his few days off he leaves

Taking his family away from his job

They play and get to know each other

Still, he takes a moment for himself

To listen to a voice he has ignored

He walks into a temple in a forest

Birds and a waterfall are the only sounds

And he kneels before God

And he thanks Him for his life

And his loves

And everything he is

And somewhere God smiles

Searching For A Sprite

Searching For A Sprite

I have searched for you for so long

In the winter

When the tree’s branches were bare

In the spring

When new life came into the world

In the summer

When the green canopies covered the skies

And in the autumn

When the leaves turned to reddish fire

I have searched for a Forest Sprite

Whom no one has ever seen

I wish to ask for her a single blessing

Ask her if I could have an everlasting love

And the happiness which comes with it

If I could ask that of a winsome Sprite

I would have lived my life with hope

And that may just be enough for me

The Magical Land

The Magical Land

I dream of mystical lands

High in the ancient trees

Hidden deep in the rainforests

A land where grasses grow uncut

Where birds of only the brightest colors

Sing the melodies for only heavens to hear

Where nymphs, fairies and sprites live

Dancing in the light of the setting sun

To a song that only they can hear

Magic dust covers the leaves

Shining like a far away galaxy

Such a special place to see

Still, man has no idea such a place exists

So, for the moment it is safe

And magic still exists in the world

At least for now