thoughts out loud

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Thursday, November 1, 2007

Man

Are we half god or twice a savage beast how do we balance good against our evil why do we bend to the popular wrong instead of the unpopular greater good Sign in to see full entry.

I awake to a magical dawn

I awake to a magical dawn the air is clear with promise the world is laughter, love, peace, joy the words around are words of brotherhood, of nation building I remember all the good from the past I awake to utopia Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 29, 2007

No one wants to...

no one wants to love another to change hate to love to believe in something larger than self no one wants to save instead of destroy to walk the good path instead of racing along the bad no one wants peace if war is an option to build nations rather than destroying no one wants to do the right thing Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

I've written because...

I've written because I wanted to shout without someone hearing to kill without drawing blood to be the hero without anyone having to know that I am Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Time

Ancient father are you my friend I think not you've turned a child to a man playtime to career time thoughts of Christmas to fights against war Time... you've changed me Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Thoughts...

Flowers share not our love our secrets our loss A flower broken, bent given in love in loss feels not our pain only it's own No flower has spoken told it's short-lived slave's tale of being taken away sold for another being's happiness ************************* I've not fallen a slave in a rich... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Hurricane

Bend these trees against their youth Speak your madness in lightning bolts Shred the roofs off houses Make us remember forever who you are Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 21, 2007

This city was built with mortal hands

This city was built with mortal hands Fingers touched these walls A palm's print left along these streets When we talk of things falling apart we must talk of the hands that built this city When wars rage and the people don't care for loss of life When the poor man becomes the rich man's slave When... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Where is God in this wasting world of men

Where is God in this wasting world of men Does he not hear or see or try to mend all that's bad, all that angers all that changes good to bad Does he care for the sad Does he not feel the pain From all the animalistic things he's seen Where is God in the midst of this haunting tale of life amidst... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 14, 2007

I'm between these moving walls

I'm between these moving walls they are closing in on me I see in great detail their envy, their hatred closer and closer they come moving for me to lengths of infinity Sign in to see full entry.

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