Lament Not

Dedicated to the memory of Wendy & Travis

Lament not for me
Though my death at 23
Is by any definition tragedy
Free of body, free of pain
Free to move on now that my body is lain

Lament not for me
Though 24 the age I would be
And all the world open to me
Free of burden, free of sadness
Free now to a new life, for me feel gladness

Lament not for the dead
The soul moves on, so it is said
Though we know not where
Nor what form it may take
Always with us are the dead

We feel them in every memory
In every smile stirred by them
We feel them in the springtime breeze
We know them in the warmth of the sun
Love, like the energy of life, can never die

Shouldn't

My mind…
Though it shouldn’t
Thinks of you

My heart…
Though it shouldn’t…
Yearns for you

My dreams…
Though they shouldn’t…
Always turn to you

I wonder…
Even if I shouldn’t…
If you feel it too

The Children

They are children
Children playing unaware
The world is full of wonder
In these youthful eyes

They do not know they are starving
Or that they drink diseased water
They do not know a life
Lived any other way

They know the sound of gun shots
They know the threat it brings
But these children….
They don’t know why …neither do i…

They know that nature can be cruel
As time and time again
Their numbers dwindle
Death takes even the young

The bodies lie in mud
Their sisters, brothers, friends…
They see them piled up
A place of silent mourning

It’s the storm that takes them
It’s the gun that takes them
It’s the disease that takes them
It is death that takes them….

They live in huts
They live in villages
They become slaves
They become graves….

Children with dead eyes
To let them die this way
While the rich get richer…
It is beyond criminal…it is tragic….and it is real

Changing....

Ever the tide changes
And you…you change with it
Transformed into someone
Whom I can no longer recognize…..

The weather changes by the day
And you…you go as it goes
You are the storm
Then quickly as that you are the sun

We live through the weather
And we live through the tide
But, my love….
Living through you has come to an end

Cry For the Country

Cry for the country
The country of the dead
Cry for those whose thoughts have died
Who believe only thoughts given them
By those who would rule them

Cry for the country
The country of the dead
Cry for the death of knowledge
That was killed for the sake of fear
Fear used to control them

Cry for the country
The country of the dead
Cry for the death of freedom
Taken from them as they did nothing
Their paranoia rising above reason

Cry for the country
The country of the dead
Cry for the country neglected
The country that can still be saved
If only the dead would awake to save it

Not OK

Am I OK?

I’m not OK

Months gone by, but not OK

I’m not fine

I’m not smiling overjoyed

You changed all that for me

I’m not alone

But I am alone

In my heart, alone

Glowing?

No, the glow is gone

Replaced with pale

How can you be so happy?

How can you be so quick to let go

Was it all a lie?

I’m sorry you say…

Nothing more…

But sorry doesn’t unbreak my heart

You have denied me closure

Denied me hope

Denied me love

So,no…

I’m not OK, I’m not fine…

I’m lost and alone

Once I Dreamed...

Once I dreamed you loved me

I dreamed you whispered to me

And promised me your love forever

I dreamed you kissed me

In the most tender way

And promised me you wouldn’t leave me

Once I dreamed you held me

And we sat together, no words needed

Only gazing at each other, our eyes say it all

I dreamed you wanted me

Wanted me in every way

And wrote words of love to me

I’ve woken from that dream

And here you’ve left me

Alone and living in a nightmare