Voice of Truth

When one stands up for what's right
The voice of truth cannot, will not be silenced
It is not its nature to do so
Kill the messenger
But not the message
As an Olympic torch
Passes from one runner to the next
So to the message passes onwards
From activist to another
People all races, economic status, and orientations
Have the right too speak their piece
In front of a gathering of their community
And when we stand up
join hands
And raise our voice in unison
And firmly declare
We willnot allow our human rights
To wither under the heat
Of injustice's cruel flag
And when we refuse to take the sit-lie sitting down
Or rather, standing and moving
Protesting in the words of Dr. King
We will not obey unjust laws
Or submit to unjust practices
That is the moment CHANGE begins to happen
FOR THE VOICE OF TRUTH CANNOT,
WILL NOT BE SILENT...

Nothing Left

We've failed to heed the words of the wise
Now our world is in a sad state of demise
No more education
Only recreation
We forget how to work the land
McDonalds is all we understand
No where left to toss our waste
We dump it all in space
Our grandkids ask what its like to climb a tree
Nothing green left far as the eye can see
The land is dying
Mother earth is crying
Cancer of the soul
That's the new death toll
Technology is the latest craze
The animals left wander in a daze
Skyward, nothing blue
Gray is all you view
The situation looking grave
There's nothing left to save
Earth's resources are no mo'e
So into space we go

Gen Y

I'm Gen Y
As in why do you try?
Sittin' there with your big fancy mac
But you don't know smack
You're so old
Your learning ability gone cold
Your warranty's expired
Hey, man why don't you just retire?
You'll never be able to get things fixed
You're just an old dog tryin to learn new tricks
Gen x?
Your as outdated as a T-rex
Y,Y,Y
I'm generation fuckin Y
So bitches, don't even try

Knew

The man heeded not
The strom
His calmness
The storm's eye
He walked
Thru
Thru the swirling vortex
Of falsehood
Into
Into the tunnel
Of truth
And his soul
Was alight
Stepping forward
Drawn to its power
As a poet
To pen
Advancing
Mesmerized
And then-
He KNEW

Storm's eye

The man flew
O're the storm's eye
First-
The right brain
Then the soul
Stepped down
Into the pit
Of the empty promise

Snow Angel

I live in a world
The clouds linger above
In a vast blue webbed window
And we reach out
To grasp the sky
But it slip from our hands
As salt
For we are salt of the earth
Lean against our sacred tree
I'm hurt
Like a broken angel
Fallen from the sky
Glorious snow angel
Can you know why?
Worry not
Love will heal us all

Phoneix

The fire burns
Burns in my mind
Burns me
It consumes
All of me
An nothing is left
But ashes
Ashes of my childhood
And the ugly thing
Done to me
But out of the ashes
Something is createed
It emerges
A phoneix rising
Into the twilight sky
My phoneix
My poetry