Shall I make an attempt at beauty? And if not Am I spent without purpose And such a fool to waste Precious gifts Precious time Blinded by distractions Self-indulgences And sent off course Rocketing Staggering Duped? Have I been had?
I like people Who gently unbalance me. No need to rock my world, Small pebbles and sand Will do just fine. I don’t want to be staggered, Just gently danced to the beat of That different drummer, Swirling and laughing And gasping for breath, A playful persuasion That leaves me smiling to myself And wondering: What just happened here?
You throw your shit And some of it comes my way Shame shame. And bits of it stick On heart and hands Of the simple and the good It is tarry-vile and it burns Deep down near the core (Is that your aim?) Near where we dearly hold Hope hope And it is so very hard To wash it and be free.
Why why? I do not understand Why you are so cruel With your tools of power Running hot Stirring and brewing hate. And gut deep I am sorry For these times of so much sorrow As it is painful madness This I know This I see. But I do not join you No no Will not can not And so I stand against your loathsome course (There is even a tear for you) I am I am Not weak with fear But strong with love As there are better futures And so a better day And as for me I choose I choose I choose to go that way.
I am small And today I will shrink a bit
more Distance and time doing their
duty Fraying the cords that still might
connect As we unspool across the universe Splaying the rooting vines That are no longer growing. There is no fault, As there is no grip so strong That does not at last work loose We hold on The gap grows We hold on My gravity is gone We hold on Free falling As the great world spins.