You see it all the time
people doing stupid things
like making batches of slime
there’s no end in sight
of people
who aren’t too bright
we live with them every day
shaking our heads in wonder
at their disarray
they’re at home and on the street
doing dumb things
and being indiscreet
it’s not about being bad
we all do dumb things
like following a stupid fad
it’s about the realization
that stupid things happen
in any kind of situation
when love turns to ash
it sometimes happens
in a flash
meanwhile
the driver in the crash
saw his entire life go by
in a flash
while
his dreams
of a treasure cache
were dashed
in a flash
finally
he left behind a lot of cash
but his wife gambled it away
in a flash!
the powers that be
are always telling you and me
who to love
they say
two women are a sin
and two men are a sin
almost any relationship we’re in
is radioactive love
according to the powers above
but love has no limits or restraints
people are not some church’s saints
living in an unreal society
full of ridiculous propriety
no rules or money
are needed
love is free
allowing you
to be happy
golden lightning bolts streaking along ghetto walls like a snake in the Garden of Babylon intent on conveying anarchistic values to the viewers who gaze upon the colorful buildings in shock and awe...
graffiti in high C playing in the neighborhood
it’s art to the homeboys who make noise while spraying their gang names and playing games and it’s all understood
graffiti in high C playing in every city
the world is crazy
about an artist called Banksy
who secretly
paints murals of damnation in every nation
but the critics don’t get it
because they think it’s about money and fame, but graffiti’s real message is not so tame, it’s a reality check warning things will not always remain the same
when I was growing up my grandfather use to say
that boy is going to find out everything the hard way
if he comes out of his childhood alive
there’s a damn good chance he’ll survive
I was an eager student of the School of Hard Knocks
my troubles were never pebbles they were always rocks
taking the least traveled pathway had a price
I come close to losing my life twice
there was never really a choice for me
I’ve always been on the verge of tragedy
but in these later days of my life
I look back and appreciate the strife
and accept my past and my destiny
whatever that happens to be
at first glance baby laughs or cries
when she looks in the mirror
and sees her eyes
but as the years go by
she forms a relationship
and greets her visage
in friendship
with selfies
and a discerning eye
looking to defy
age while still youthful
and beautiful
with cosmetics that lie
looking in the mirror
can begin
and end
with fear
but in-between
that mirror
must be near!
we cannot hide from our deeds
whether they’re good or bad
our actions have consequences
that either leave us happy or sad
the life moves we make
affect our journey
and the roads we take
a good path
or a mistake
call it karma
or call it fate
everything you do
comes back to you
love
or hate
souls sitting on sheer cliffs
like birds of prey
night and day
for eternity
their view goes on forever
unobstructed by reality
universes unfold like flowers
amidst meteor showers
a truly stunning display
in many a galaxy
far far away
who are poems for?
the wealthy or the poor?
or is it possible
there’s more?
emphatically, yes!
they’re for everyone
to access
poems are gifts to share
with the rest of us
anywhere
who enjoy a poetic flair
watching words take wing
rhyming with everything
flights of imagination
with every narration
comes from poetry
like leaves from a tree
we gather them up
into our memory
roots from the human tree
go back before
written history
root desires
built empires
root foundations
built nations
roots of war
lasting forevermore
the human tree
rooted in reality
and what we know
continues to grow
as new branches
emerge and get strong
and people learn to get along
on the tree of life
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