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Sticks and Stones

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Some say…
“Sticks and stones
May break our bones
But words cannot hurt us…”

But words can be gratuitously insulting
And words can be exclusive
But why not be courteous?
And why not be inclusive?
To feel good about ourselves
Must we be abusive?
Do hurting words come easy
And nourishing ones elusive?

We can disapprove of what you say
But we defend your right to say it
(And our right to ignore what you say
And not to listen while you say it)
If it does not clearly incite
Others to anger and fight
To use sticks and stones
To break our bones

Words convey the ideas
Our humanity needs to grow
And defending free speech
Is the only way we know
To allow potential good ideas
A fertile place to grow
But words can never condone
Using sticks and stones
To break our bones

We have also learned
From past experiences burned
That your crime of intolerance
Is best fought by tolerance
And to grow and be free
We need to live in unity
And not use sticks and stones
To break our bones

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January 12th, 2015 at 5:08 pm

Relevant

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We want to feel we matter
To connect and serve with feeling
As we run up that hill
Looking for a meaning

How do we know we exist?
How do we know we’re alive?
How many people do we need to tell us
Before we accept we have arrived?

We’re together in this room
But only some can see the elephant
In the truth of everyday experience
We compete to be relevant

There are 14 Billion years before us
And we get 80 years or so
We stutter briefly on the stage
We flicker briefly and then we go

Wise men have worked to show us
We are leaves in the forest green
On our own we have little significance
In the playing of life’s great scene

We’re together in this room
But only some can see the elephant
In the truth of everyday experience
We compete to be relevant

Some ignorance may be a virtue
That many find unexpected
The truth is in life’s experience
And not in its meaning dissected

In the end our focus shifts
To those we love and what we’re giving
And while we’ve something to share
There’s still a relevance to our living

We’re together in this room
But only some can see the elephant
In the truth of everyday experience
While we share, we are relevant

Inspired by the Birdman film

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January 12th, 2015 at 10:17 am

As I Lay Dying

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Hey little darling
What’s that you say
Your mother’s a fish?
And she just swam away?

I looked for you
Through the veil of my tears
But I couldn’t see you
Through the smoke of my fears

As I lay dying
I thought of you,
Of all the things I wanted
And all that I didn’t do

But it’s not all about you
To be human is to share
Can you open your mind?
And see what is fair

We have desires and secrets
That we forgot we had
We tried to bury them
But they still smelled bad

As I lay dying
I thought of you,
Of all the things I wanted
And all that I didn’t do

We have desires and secrets
That buried us alive
That killed the intimacy
Our love needs to survive

In my life I have drifted
Between the earth and the sky
My life’s quest a balance
Between the us and the I

As I lay dying
I thought of you,
Of all the things I wanted
And all that I didn’t do

Inspired by As i Lay Dying by William Faulkner

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January 9th, 2015 at 12:51 am

Little Cancer – (Je Suis Charlie)

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Little Cancer
I’ve got my eye on you
You’ve got big ideas
What’re you gonna do?

Little Cancer
You killed 12 today
All that hurt & pain now
What’re you trying to say?

You can’t live all on your own
You will die before you are grown

Little Cancer,
You’ve taken drugs since birth
And to feed your habit
You must scorch the earth

Little Cancer
We cannot fear you
You’re black with hate now
Can we ever reach you?

You can’t live all on your own
You will die before you are grown

Little Cancer
We will unite to defend
Our right to speak and
Our right to grow & blend

Little Cancer
You may have killed a part
But we hold hands together
To feed the light in our hearts

You can’t live all on your own
You will die before you are grown

  • Je Suis Charlie…In memory of those who died at Charlie Hebdo
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    January 8th, 2015 at 2:48 am

    God Stroked His Beard

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    And so it came to pass
    We had lunch, God and me
    The conversation began to flow
    As we relaxed over coffee

    God then stroked his beard
    And he waited with good grace
    As I struggled with my question
    He looked kindly on my face

    So why are we here?
    The human race, I clarified
    He thought and stirred his coffee,
    Cleared his throat and then replied.

    I created this Universe
    14 billion years ago
    I created all the laws
    But how it ends I do not know

    The truth is in experience
    And in competition’s push
    In sharing and connecting
    In creating and love’s rush

    God then stroked his beard
    And he waited with good grace
    As I struggled with my question
    He looked kindly on my face

    So why create this Universe?
    Or others, I clarified
    He thought and stirred his coffee
    Cleared his throat and then replied.

    To create independent life
    And have someone to share
    There is a lot of space
    To have no one else there.

    We are all connected
    And all part of the same
    In a circle that goes round
    In an endless game

    God then stroked his beard
    And he waited with good grace
    As I struggled with my question
    He looked kindly on my face

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    December 10th, 2014 at 10:15 pm

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    I am Alive

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    I won’t be a hurler on the ditch
    The only truth is on the pitch
    The future is not mine
    And the past is just a sign..
    While I am plugged in
    I am connected
    I am alive

    My brain is of medium size
    It only fits so much inside
    So I’ll fill it to the brim
    Of only love and good things..
    While I am plugged in
    I am connected
    I am alive

    My happiness is when I do
    What I was designed to do
    Living in the moment
    Giving all in the moment..
    While I am plugged in
    I am connected
    I am alive

    We are human and it’s our fate
    To compete and procreate
    To add a bit more
    To those gone before..
    While we are plugged in
    We are connected
    We are alive

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    September 17th, 2014 at 10:33 am

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    The God I Knew

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    I laid it on a table
    With candles for show
    With incense and quiet
    With flowers in a row
    I fashioned and sculpted
    So it shone like new
    I placed it proudly
    And I offered it to you

    We are pieces in a puzzle
    Parts in a machine
    We are blind to our future
    Ignorant to what it means
    So I knelt and conversed
    And I asked for a sign
    “Let your will be done,
    Let your path be mine”

    But you are the opium
    Of the seeking masses
    Taken in pain and darkness
    In the hope that sorrow passes
    Giving form and purpose
    To a dark formless void
    Collecting drops of humanity
    Into a flowing tide

    In our secular world
    You are set free
    Now we use therapy
    And we use CCTV
    We have burnished a new opium
    To collect our minds
    But in the darkness we still whisper
    “Father, please be kind”

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    September 17th, 2014 at 9:36 am

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    I Wore a Black Hat

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    I saw my father
    In the mirror today
    I said yesterday
    What he might say
    And I wore a black hat
    To hide my grey hair
    As I run too fast
    From a life not fair

    It is what it is
    But what does it mean?
    I’m an ignorant part
    Of a greater machine
    I can see the end coming
    I’ll try not to stare
    As I run too fast
    From a life not fair

    We’re in this together
    So I’m not unique
    It’s not an advantage
    Or a favour I seek
    We’re all alone
    When our lives laid bare
    We run too fast
    From a life not fair.

    I held someone’s hand
    And made somebody smile
    I forgot where I was going
    At least for a while
    Its good to be needed
    And have someone to care
    As we run too fast
    From a life not fair.

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    March 12th, 2014 at 9:11 pm

    Give Yourself To The World

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    I remember my father as he lay there waiting
    In his bed of white and gold
    He held my hand and he looked in my eyes
    He said ” Now, it’s my time to go”
    He said “I’ve worked all of my life to give to you
    And now I can’t give any more
    So take your place and make your own space
    Remember my love while you’re in the race
    And give yourself… Give yourself to the world”

    I watched my mother as she laughed through a story
    Of her childhood long ago
    She held my hand and she looked in my eyes
    She said “I want you to know”
    She said “I’ve spent all of my life in loving you
    And I could not have loved any more
    So take your place and make your own space
    Remember my love while you’re in the race
    And give yourself… Give yourself to the world”

    I sat with my family for a Christmas or birthday
    That mark the passing of our days
    We joke and we laugh and we enjoy the moment
    And later I reflect but don’t say
    That we don’t know tomorrow, but we’re on the same journey
    And this is how we hold hands on the way
    So we take our place and we make our own space
    We love each other while we’re in the race
    And we give ourselves….We give ourselves to the world.

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    November 5th, 2013 at 5:35 pm

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    Play Your Hand

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    Play Your Hand

    I told a joke
    And it was misunderstood
    I did not play the social games
    As well as many others could
    I worried about the future
    I weighed all in my head
    I left much undone
    I left much unsaid

    I pushed the world
    And the world it punched back
    It cycled and it swirled
    It changed from white to black
    I bow to the collective
    To the secular unseen hand
    To the arbiter of what’s effective
    Of who falls and who stands

    I asked why
    But alone no answer came
    So I studied some wise men
    But the answer was still the same
    I’m a drop in the ocean blue
    I’m a leaf in the forest green
    I miss the God I knew
    I miss the love I’ve seen

    How did we find
    Ourselves on different sides?
    What started as a join
    Is now a chasm wide
    I wish that I could hold you
    Like when our love was new
    But our demands they were too many
    And our gifts they were too few

    I drew an eight
    When I needed a Jack
    You gotta play the hand you’re dealt
    Cos there’s no use looking back
    I love to play
    And I’ll never fold
    I’ll play a better way
    With the cards I hold

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    October 29th, 2013 at 5:12 pm

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