We Are Dying

We Are Dying

The atmosphere is deadly

And it is killing us all

Polluted by stupidity and hatred

Too many are saying too many things

All of it nothing but hot air

And there is nothing anyone can do

We are strangled by a few people

Who do not have a heart or a soul

There is not one country immune

The stupidity and hated is universal

But it cannot last forever

The human race cannot survive it

We need someone to have some guts

Someone to stand up and say enough

Until then we all just have to suffer

I Am Me

I Am Me

By R.e. Taylor

Don’t let anyone tell you who you are

Don’t let them tell you who you should be

They do not know what you are thinking

They do not know what you are feeling

They do not know what you have been through

So, no matter what always be yourself

Don’t listen to what they have to say

It won’t matter if they like it or not

Stand up and yell, “I am me”

And then always remember that

No matter what

© 2018 Shadowlight Publishing

Precious Coal And Gas

Precious Coal And Gas

For two hundred years

His family farmed the land

Children were born

Elders had died

Still, the farm remained

Although they owned the land

It could still be given away

The government didn't care

The dollar signs were way too bright

Blinding them to their people's lives

The coal and gas were too precious

Wanted by foreign lands

So, they sold what they never owned

The farmer's tears and fighting wouldn’t help

The coal and gas were too precious

So the farmers would have to give up

Some just lost their land

Others lost their lives

But the government created to protect

Well, they never cared

The coal and oil were just too precious

Returning To A Small Town

Returning To A Small Town

I have traveled so many miles

From one coast to the other

Seen so many things

And met so many people

But there is a place

A small town well off the beaten track

With people only a resident can understand

And a lifestyle only a resident can love

One road in and one road out

Surrounded by bush and red soil

It is rarely a speck on the map

But it is my home

And despite my years of travel

Once I see the Blinman sign

My heart knows that I will never leave

Darkness Of Depression

Darkness Of Depression

By R.e. Taylor

How could darkness be so dark

Surrounding the heart

While strangling the soul

He can no longer smile

No longer see pleasure in anything

Still, he fights the urges he feels

He believes that there is one atom of light

There is no way for him to find it

For him it is far too small to see

He has looked to no avail

So, he looks around his universe

For just a glimmer of the light

That he hopes he will find

Before he is gone forever

© 2018 Shadowlight Publishing

A Weary Warrior

A Weary Warrior

His sword lays on the ground

He has been a warrior all his life

Fighting so many battles

But never attaining anything

He has tried to improve his life

But there was always another obstacle

Still he kept fighting

He never gave up the fight

Finally, his mind has given up on him

His body could no longer rise to fight

Still, he lived the way he thought he should

Now his battles are over

His wars are finished

And now is his time to rest

Beware A Angry Mother

Beware A Angry Mother

There is a fire

It burns deep inside of you

No one can see it but it is there

And it burns hotter than any Sun

You rarely show it

Only when a child is harmed

Then it shines so bright

The gods give you passage

You are a mother

Loving and ferocious

Bred to protect the young

It has always been in your nature

A power the universe needs

And every child deserves