Archives for October 2016


Why did it have to be like that?
Why must all things die?
why am I alive and how long will I survive?

Why do I have these thoughts night and day and why do they stay?
Why can’t I accept while asleep or awake what’s common sense,
and never ask a question that gives me indigestion ?

I know there’s no answer. Like cancer, what happens, happens,
deprived of divine or any universal plan, deaths occur when they do
and make us blue. Why we’re alive, or why we’re here we won’t know

until the darkness of life is lifted, and then we’ll see why, I believe
and pray our destiny isn’t arranged and will be changed when freed
from bodies anchoring us here in a reality that’s unreal to me.

I have to ask, why, so many times a day, because I can’t comprehend why
we’re so cruel and don’t treat others as jewels? We sit eating peanuts while on
TV, bombs supplied by nations like ours, fall on hospitals and schools.

It’s okay because it’s them, and not us getting blown to fragments
of flesh simply because the powers that be can’t decide why those
poor fools think they have a right to live and be free from control.

Why do people believe life is fair like breathing air? When bombs
begin to fall, then they’ll wonder why. After passing through death’s
door, they’ll find why.

Too bad the candidates for president are nothing like Jimmy Carter.

It’s the birthday of the man who said, “America did not invent human rights. In a very real way, human rights invented America.” That’s Jimmy Carter, born in Plains, Georgia (1924). He took over the family peanut farm after his father died in 1953, and he expanded the farm into a fertilizer business, a farm supply business, and a peanut-shelling plant. He got interested in politics after he refused to join a citizens’ group that opposed the integration of schools. He became the governor of Georgia and then, in 1977, the 39th president of the United States. Carter said he wanted to end what he called “the imperial presidency.” He walked down Pennsylvania Avenue for his inauguration, often wore informal clothes at official appearances, and sold the presidential yacht. Jimmy Carter said: “A strong nation, like a strong person, can afford to be gentle, firm, thoughtful, and restrained. It can afford to extend a helping hand to others. It is a weak nation, like a weak person, that must behave with bluster and boasting and rashness and other signs of insecurity.”

Reposted from the Writer’s Almanac

To My EX!

I have no time today, so I’ll stay to
write this quick, and try to make it
right, so it’ll be my best, for today that is.

I dreamed all night that I changed my
name and took the plunge when I
became young again,

like spring following a long hard winter
the cold left my bones when warming
sun sunk within my skin

melting springtime snow, making my body
vibrant so I’m active and have zeal coursing
through my timeworn cardiovascular veins

making gains I cannot erase from my brain. All those
years we were together, I remember at the closing of
the day, lines on your face became revelation’s wall.

Unlike you, I got a letter that said I looked younger and
as the years flew by, disclosures on my face
showed I had lived a good life and had class.

A fortune teller read your lines and foretold how long
you’d stay alive and how your remaining years would be
filled with felines that don’t notice how horrid you are,

as long as you continue to open cat food cans,
and scratch their backs when they meow
to you like a child seeking love from a mother.

Too bad you had no love to give to your kids who would
have still loved you had you shown there was a beating heart
inside when they wanted you to scratch their backs.

The way they perceive you is to believe you love to sit at
a bar far from them and hold your drink like it was a gem,
instead of holding them.