Crayon Dog

Crayon Dog

I remember so long ago

I was just a boy no more than six

Left alone for five minutes with a box of Crayolas

A blank white wall was my canvas

I drew and drew

To me that bunch of lines was a beautiful dog

Orange, blue, brown and green

My Mom came in

She was mad, but she just smiled

And she drew a cat right next to my dog

She loved me

That was so long ago

Now I have kids of my own

When they find their canvases

I will just smile

Sit next to them

And help them draw a better dog than I did

Still I Cry

Still I Cry

It has been so long since she left

We fought and we loved

She would shout and yell

Then hold me and kiss my lips

I miss her so much

I long for the raised voice, the howl of rage or love

It still echoes through my thoughts

My dreams

It has been so long

Still I remember and still I cry

Gifts From God

Gifts From God

When God created man and woman

He gave us the ability to question

To learn

To think for ourselves

To know right from wrong

To love

Over time we have forgotten

We have forgotten

What God wants us to know

We have to remember how to ask

How to make our own decisions

What is right

What is wrong

And how to tell the difference

We have to learn again how to love

How to love Him

How to love every being on this planet

How to be human

Can You See The Moon Crying

Can You See The Moon Crying

Can you see the moon crying

Spreading tears of blood across the sky

Suffering for the losses of man

Lives taken by war

Taken on the streets for no reason

Mothers taken away from children

Children taken from their mothers

People left sick and starving

Ignored by those who could help

Lessons taught to build hatred

Taught by the ones who we trust

Gases killing our planet

While we kill our beautiful animals

Can you see the moon crying

Her tears fall to Earth

Unseen by man

She will cry and mourn

Until man is long gone

And once again life with cover the planet

Two Gods

Two Gods

Keep what you're doing

Go ahead

Kill each other in religion’s name

God and Allah will watch you

Shaking their heads

They taught us love

They said that we are one

Their children

We never listened

A war that lasts a thousand years

Is that what they wanted?

When the time comes

And you stand before them

They will ask one thing

Did you love your brother?

When you say no, what will they do

Bow their heads and shed a tear

Cry out loud for the fall of man

All because you killed your neighbor

Let God and Allah mourn their creations

And know that you don’t care

Walking The Straight Path

Walking The Straight Path

No matter how beautiful it looks

It may appear to be so tempting

However, I am not the kind to walk the straight path

There should be no end to my journey

Yes, I will walk where I am told

But I will not stay on the path that was chosen for me

My eyes and mind will look carefully

Trying to find side trails for me to travel

Ones that will take me to the unexpected

Take me into futures I could have never imagined

I want it to be my choice which path I take

No matter where it takes me

No matter how long it takes me to get there

I will accept my fate

Because, no matter what, I will not walk the straight path

The Little Girl Cried

The Little Girl Cried

That day was hard for that little girl

All her friends were going to be there

Sharing the day with a father who loved them

They all told stories about their lives

Their jobs and who they were

She stood there alone waiting for her turn

She heard them insulting her father

Calling him names

Saying he didn’t love her because he was not with her

She never cried

Not one single tear

When her time come she took her place

Through the murmurs she stood strong

Her father did love her

She recounted so many memories

The stories he told her as she fell asleep

When he taught her to ride her bike

The day he left for the last time

Still, she knew he was thinking about her

That he still loved her

Finally, the room became quiet and tears flowed

She explained that her father went to fight a war

He went to defend her in the only way he knew

And he died saving another soldier’s life

At that moment everyone stood and saluted

Honoring the man they had just condemned

Then, for the first time

Since the day her father didn’t come home

The little girl cried