Tuesday, December 23, 2014

The Complicated World

The Complicated World

The world has become so complicated
People never talk to people
Electronics do the talking for us
Our phones take away private time
We are never truly alone
Cars tell us where to go
And what we should see on the way
Newspapers aren’t made of paper
Delivered through the air to our screens
The same with books
Turning the page just isn’t cool anymore
200+ channels to make everyone a star
Even if you do not have talent you will be an idol
Concerts and sports are televised
So you don’t have to leave the house
God forbid you gather together with other people
The kids are called to dinner by email
Bullying doesn’t take place on the schoolyard
Even surgeries are done by doctors a thousand miles away
Everything is done without seeing the other person
When will the day come when things will get worse
People will completely forget how to talk to each other
It will be hard to remember what another human being looks like
Babies will be conceived through a website
And even a child’s rattle with be computerized
Whatever happened to the good old days
When people got to meet other people
Eat together or share a beer together
Even fight together
Without something telling them what to do
Or talking for them
This world is confusing
I pray for a return to the good old days
When a calculator was the only computer I owned

And I looked people in the eyes and said hello

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Remember The Rain



Remember The Rain
Think back
Remember when you were a child
When rain was a toy

To be played with
To be run in
Dance in
And laugh in
The days we were drenched
Warm water dripping in our hair
All over our faces
And the taste of nature’s purest water
Rolling down our tongues
We were so innocent
So amazed over the smallest things
When did that change
When did we stop playing with our toys
When did rain become something to avoid
Next time the clouds let loose
When rains fall to the ground
Return to that child you used to be
Go outside
Keep your clothes on
And just play

Sunday, November 9, 2014

I Need Quiet



I Need Quiet

I need a bomb
Not a big one
Nuclear would be nice
Not even a mega ounce
I need to kill them
They scream all night long
Screaming and whining
I cannot sleep
I cannot think
I just need to get rid of them
I think God made them
Placed them just to bug me
I plan
Think of ways to kill them
But they are always here
Maybe they are like cockroaches
Radiation won’t harm them
I think old school may be the way
A rock in a sling
Lobbed more than one hundred feet in the air
Aimed right
Aimed right on target
I want them dead
More than anything I have ever wanted
I should just stone those damn crows

And finally live my life in quiet

Saturday, November 1, 2014

My Last Fairy



My Last Fairy

Mom and dad
Why did you tell me the truth
I was so young
Just a little child
Full of hope and faith
I believed in Santa Clause
The Easter Bunny and fairies
They were alive for me
You didn’t have to tell me
I didn’t want to know
Santa Clause is just a man in a suit
The Easter Bunny isn’t real
Fairies were just the stuff of stories
You didn’t watch as my youth died that day
You didn’t see me cry when I went to bed
You never told me
That would be the night my last fairy friend died
If only I would not have listened
If I would have followed my heart
That fairy would have been flying around my room

And maybe I would still believe in miracles

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

My Deepest Hatred


My Deepest Hatred

I hate you
Honestly, I cannot stand looking at you
You have become a pain in my ass
You don’t listen to me
You do whatever you want to do
Whenever you want to do it
You destroy my life
My work and my soul
I am so sorry we ever met
True, we have been close for so long
You have been my best friend
Ever since the moment you came into my life
Now, I would love to get rid of you
Throw you in the trash where you belong
Get you out of my life
I want to once again play games with you
Share my poetry and stories with you
To spend so many hours looking at funny cat videos
But, that time is over
Your keyboard doesn’t work the way it should
You mousepad is totally brain damaged
And even your grammar check doesn’t work
I am tired of you and Best Buy is having a sale
So you are gone
Left out on the stairs so someone else can have you
Maybe you’ll behave for them
All the while I play with my new best friend
A two terabyte angel
With a nineteen inch screen
And a wireless keyboard
I could say that I will miss you, but I won’t
So all I will say is goodbye
And you will be gone
Your battery will be dead
But you will not be mine

So, I couldn’t care less.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

The Unknown Soldier



The Unknown Soldier

So many thousands have died
So many needless wars
Every land in the world has one
A man who died
Fighting for his country
No one will ever know his name
How he died
Where he took his last breath
Still, he is honored
Never forgotten
He lies in a cold crypt
Alone with no family coming to mourn him
He rests
His soul looking down from Heaven
He knows that someone, somewhere loves him
Even though they don’t know where he is
They mourn for him
Even though they do not know that he was a hero
He is The Unknown Soldier
And, after all these years
He is a national hero
Someone to be respected and honored

Even if no one knows his name

Monday, October 20, 2014

The Distant Storm



The Distant Storm

Let the wind blow
Let the rain fall
Let the lightning strike
We have taken paradise
The paradise God had given us
Raped the land
Killed His creatures for sport
Poisoned the life-giving water
Made the air yellow with our wastes
Turned His paradise into our Hell
He is angry at what we have done
He has waited so long to say “that’s enough”
Let him rage
Let His anger be seen by all
Take the warnings from the sky
Let the wind blow
Let the rain fall
Let the lightning strike
Just remember what it means
He is angry
He is tired of the man He created
And it is His way of telling us to stop
Before He does it for us

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