Wants And Needs
everytime your hands close
on something you want, someone
else's hands are empty of
what they need.
the difference between needs
and wants, is the difference
between freedom and slavery.
be careful of what you want!
every transaction has a cost.
who pays the cost... and in the
end who pays for that?
dont let what you want own you!
dont take your wants at the expense
of someone else's needs.
we came into this world naked,
we will leave the same way.
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Gods Of War!
you have made your gods
in your own image.
and so you follow war
to the brink of your own
extinction!
yet the mouths of the souls
that you starve and slaughter,
speak the names of the god
that you've forgotten!
she answers with faces,
faces you choose not to see!
you dig the graves of your children,
to feed the beast within!
you arm yourselves with moral justice,
dress the lie in prideful prejudice.
but the howl in the night
is not the wind!
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Knock, Knock!
knock, knock!
who's there?
bad news again...
unemployment rising,
a new wave of foreclosures.
more killed overseas....
the budget wont balance,
politicians wont agree.
another pipeline to leak oil...
our bill of rights threatened...
terrorism abroad, terrorism at home.
nuclear meltdowns, tornadoes,
and earthquakes...
prejudices and abuse,
people living on the streets.
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Light And Darkness (Wholeness)
light and darkness
cannot survive without
each other....
they draw on each other,
feed on each other,
are formed by each other....
two parts of the same being,
wholeness, and expression....
light and darkness....
we look at life through prisms....
change the prism you're looking through....
from one of hatred to compassion....
all the colors of your world will change!
embrace the darkness, and
search for the light.....
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Statue of Liberty
now the great lady
is weeping...
and the tired, the poor,
and the huddled masses
that came from the ends
of the earth...
to stand, to live, and
to be free...
are losing the ground
on which they stood...
the cracked bell sits in silence...
swords into plowshares
back to swords...
hands that once planted,
built, fixed, and loved...
are now fists!
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A Conscious Decision
everyday...
a conscious decision,
to live with arms outstretched,
or to run and hide.
to dare to be
what you believe....
or to hide in someone else's shadow.....
to walk to the edge,
spread your wings and fly....
or to cower in fear in the nest.
to get your hands dirty,
or to turn the other way....
to fall down, and get up,
or to lie there and quit.
to give unconditionally,
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Do You Know What It's Like?
do you know what it's like...
to have nowhere to go,
nowhere to turn,
no one to talk to,
no one who cares,
no one who will listen?
to lose everything you've worked for?
to be homeless, hungry, and broke?
to feel the anger of hopelessness?
to act out of desperation?
think for a moment tonite...
do you know how many people
are in this position?
these people are just like you!
and but for a simple twist of fate,
you could be there too!
do you know what it's like?
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If.... (Morning Prayer)
and if there were no more words...
and headstones smelled like feet.
if the shadow of god was just that,
and the ants declared independence.
if the moth died for the cause,
and the wolf roamed free again...
if children buried guns in sandpiles,
and women gave birth on the grass.
if the sound of leaves turning resonated,
and mountains walked at night...
if the smell of the fire was for all,
and every bowl was filled.
if the language of silence was eyes,
and our bodies became wings....
if....
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Voices Of Infinity
i dance with animals in the night,
run naked with trees,
and drink strong moonlight.
i sing with the rocks,
and crow with the dawn....
i beat the drum primeval!
i rush with the waves
to strip the shores,
of all vestiges of passing.
i howl with the wind,
i dance with shadows and sounds,
and lay naked on the cool earth.
i am the ache inside the shell,
the hand that sprinkles dust...
come walk with me,
let us taste the very darkness,
let us call for the light
with the voices of infinity!
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What We've Clinged To.... (Only Straw)
this body, made of straw,
now empty, blown by the wind.
leaving only the faint scent of eggs,
the echoed imprint of wings.
no more, and no less,
than the branch, than the tree,
than the memory of sunlight,
and the haunt of rain.
freedom sheds its bark,
god is buried beneath leaves...
perhaps only snow can transform.
only voices linger,
nay it be not names!
while squirrels devour the nuts
of a thousand passions!
nests be not wings, nor beak or talon...
what we've clinged to is only straw!
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