Life

The sea flows
The wind blows
The grass sways
The monk prays
The musician sound his horn
The squirrel gathers acorns
The rooster guards his flock
The artist dons his smock
The ant gathers
My mom watches Dan Rathers
The wise solemly meditates
The writer painstakingly creates
The acrobat practices tumbles
Mouse and Pippa do the jumble
Is it fate?
Or maybe life is just great

One in Three

One in three queer youth attempt suicide I've been told
Living in a world
Different is wrong
The bitter taste of bigotry in their mouth
Day in, and day out
Societys accusing finger points
You're corrupting 'Americas Family Values'
But I say blame is a shame game
and shame is a lit cigarette dropped in your lap
And not much use to us
Judgements no good either
How about listening?
One in three queer youth attempt suicide, you know

Fade away

Everything fades away
But love is here to stay
Listen to the the hippies wise words
For the pen is mighter than the sword
Peace the world unites
But hatred always leads to a fight
Learn to take care of each other
Stand brother to brother
You'll always have have a shoulder on which to lean
If we just keep smoking this green

Ink

Ink stains
On my hands
all the permanence
Of a freckle
Tell-tale marks reveal
What I do
For a living

Chess

If I were a chess piece
I would not be a pawn
A queen holds all the powerful moves
For then I would have a drag queens abilities
And put all the powerful moves on women
If I were a mobile piece on a chessboard

Clay

If I were clay
I'd be easily manipulated
but them hardened
against lifes adversity
in experiences kiln
Yet without a potter
How would my personality be sculpted?
I fI were a formless lump of clay

I Was Reading Langston Hughes The Other Day

To this land our ancestors came
seeking
a new life?
freedom?
did they hope and plan dream and work
through the long voyage across the sea
did they picture streets paved with gold
a future without oppression
what cargo did we stow in those ships hull
greed, strife, class war
did it make the voyage with us?
all the strife and hardship endured
so, you and me
their children's children's children
can have a voice
we came, the tired the poor the huddle masses
and has America fulfilled the promise made so long ago
or have we become the more tired the poorer the growing masses
huddled masses in soup lines waiting
waiting for "10 years and the end of homelessness"
I search for the lost dream
but I only find those living paycheck to paycheck
and the masses huddled in doorways
the mounting debt, the drug addicts
how much longer must we wait?
we've lost faith in America
renew the dream!
close the gap between the haves and have nots!
take back our hope our ancestors brought
let cleansing rivers flow through the land
and let the disease be washed away, the second class citizenship
we will find the dreams and equality together