They tore up the pages That they needed to chew ….But you can’t fault a baby Because that’s what they do
They re-glued the sentence Of the words that they found When they needed the strength That a young child’s bound…..
They conjured a meaning That adults need to learn Which spoke for themselves Because ‘words’ need a turn
The book had been speaking
“By the volumes” they said
….Not by it’s words
But what readers read
It laid on lifes table
For all eyes to go see
But opinions run deep
Over ‘what’ things could be
So it was cut and divided
Until it’s new self was shown
….It’s only ‘a mirror’
But cleans up what it’s grown
Three little wishes
Were thinking that day
….”How long has it been
Since hearing somebody say……”
And “Our whole life” they cried
….”Or did somebody’s maker
Not tell of us – and lied….?”
“Of course” they all reasoned
Or how else could they know
That wishes are made
Based on ones that don’t grow…..
It was a little too disturbing To see the things they did For no one needs to listen To the lies that also hid…..
It was a little too disturbing Not to feel disturbance too When you see the problem coming And the actions we’ll go through
It was a little too disturbing Unless someone needs to know…. The things that we will look at To assume that’s how we grow
It was a little too disturbing To have the…..
There upon the shoreline Stood two hearts held hand in hand Contemplating waters That they’ve yet to understand
But materials they’ve gathered And have brought to build on shore Must resist the salty seas That will test their strength and more
While the promise they were making Was to keep each other strong Because sometimes stormy waters Makes the journey dark and long
And at times that they’ll be finding Just how long each one can hold The teaching they…..
They put him to sleep On a ship bound for mars And all that he knew Came within those locked bars
They put him to working On a task that was new ‘Report back to earth All the things that we do’
They put him to viewing Across the networks of air Which woke people up To the plight he must stare….
He went back to dreaming As alarms will say “Rise” To return to his suit- Or ‘TV’…..
His suicide announcement Didn’t effect me like I thought From what I know of ‘darkness’ It can spread to those with not
Masks we seem to carry Because our heart can’t help but care But the mind gets overloaded With the things they know ‘out there’
As war is never pretty In the home or foreign shore —Is it desperate for awareness? Or a lesson – then no more???
But pain that’s buried with you Will leave a place for…..
There are ones that ‘They will….’ And there’s ones that ‘They won’t…..’ Based on what they believe A simple ‘Do’ or – ‘I don’t’…..
With a right to opinions Without net or a hook- Where fear finds you again And through it we must look
But there stood the concept Of the truth that’s been hid —and you no longer need it Life said “Jump” – and you did!…..
I veered to the left
When they said ‘I’m not right’
Which gave me a vision
Unbeknownst in their sight
I jumped over insults
That they’d want me to hear
To see past their heights
—All to drive me from fear
I dug around issues
That our minds don’t deserve-
Though I’m missing those people
…..It’s because I can swerve