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Lucky at Home

You’d think a dog named Lucky,
Would lead a decent life.
But Lucky had his troubles,
And they followed day and night.

One day Lucky ran away
In search of greener pastures.
Just to find a field ablaze,
Thus the start of his disasters.

Although Lucky didn’t die that day
And no limbs or parts were broken,
Lucky smelled of smoldered hair
And you’d swear he kept on smokin!

And Lucky liked to chase the cars,
Till the day he lost his nerve
When Lucky met a big ‘ol bus
That couldn’t stop or swerve.

I’m not sure just how it hit him
Or how he’s here today.
But he’s never walked straight since,
And one eye veers away.

My Lucky always clashed with cats
And was leery of their paws.
Until a “Tom” of forty pounds
Let Lucky feel his jaws.

Hair and fur balls filled the air
Like Cottonwoods a bloomin.
Poor ‘ol Lucky lost an ear,
And now looks twice as stupid.

I confess, I named him wrong
And why he stays, I’ll never know.
I guess that I’m the lucky one,
To have Lucky here at home.


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VOICES OF THE INNOCENT

Things has change,
Our world is coming to an end.
On our destiny,
The wicked now sit.
An our hope is gone.
Our laughter, has been wiped
Away by our sorrows,
And we fear for our own shadows.
Upon our land,
Bloods are shed.
On our land the innocent crouch
Their tooth with pain for revenge.
Whiles we moan our dead,
Our food and drinks are taken
And our daughters in which
The pride of our nation are
Restored on are sexually used by them
In the name of celebrating our defeated.
we pray, cry, whiles they laugh
And mock us not noticing,
That our is hearing us.
Our men has been killed,
 And we fear for what will happen tomorrow
Our heart are heavy,
And we are restless.
We see but now blind
For the tears of pain has make us blind
We are helpless,
And we need help.
We are weak 
And we need strength.


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Hybrid Eyes

unknown five fingers flipping lives
power based dynamic undermines the dramatic
twist the totalitarian love like lashed fragments
bastard basilisk coiled coolly over calming masks

The hybrid eyes close on hatred
Unveil the universal welcoming smile
Happy's perfect when expecting a party
Happy's perfect when expecting a life

Hate the child
Hate the child
Hate the child
Show it love

ensure enraptured trust and warming embrace
unannounced resurgence of relief and trust
tame the tether and tighten the ropes
warning clouds wane and the day shines

The hybrid eyes close on lust
Unveil the welcoming smile
Happy's perfect when expecting norms
Happy's perfect when expecting trust

Show it love
Hate the child
Hate the child
Show it child
Hate the love
Hate the show
Love the show
Show the child
Hate it
Love it
Show it
Child


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my father's barn

Gingerly, she climbs to
where the wood has weathered, and
the latch, is rusted and black. 
Gone from brown, it
eases away. Light pierces 
the darkness, through every crack
and knot hole, she climbs 
to warmth and wades, 
through hay, past steamer 
trunks and packing
crates. 

The garden yields thick bottle 
rims, stirrups, a buckle, a bit
of old leather. Egyptian onions' 
purple plumes, line the fence. 
Chocolate mint, overgrown, 
and rudbeckia sprouts
nasturtium's winding tendrils, 
loose dirt. 

Hay, golden, like a Vermeer, swirls 
and turbulent spikes, make flat long 
pleats of similar lengths, braided and
golden, catching the sun. 

 


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The Environment, My Home

My Environment is my only homely home
That I know. Plants and animals alike love this lovely home.
I love to sit and marvel at the beauties of our beautiful E nvironment,
To see rivers flow freely in the democracy of the environment,
Grass green and as fresh as a fish in untouched natural free waters,
Births singing and ringing like universal timekeepers in all matters.
This wonderful Environment is the handwork of our ever-caring Father
And when it is well looked after, it could be next to our Father.
My health and my wealth all come from this cherished home.
How I wish foolish humans do not tarnish the harmony of this dear home!

I hate to see toxic smoke from industries go up carelessly and invited to Ozone
Because when Ozone shall have died, Sun will cease to be our friend.
I hate to see fishermen throw away a young fish
Just as I hate to see my neighbour dumping refuse into running waters.
A disorderly forester cannot be a friendly friend to me.
And why not he or she who farms into a river valley, bed and source?
I am sick when farmers burn bushes and
I cannot marry she who cooks just any kind of meat and kills the viper.
Pollution and anything harmful should not be in my Environment, our Environment,
Because I too will be harmful to those who tolerate such things
For I hate to live a brief life.

(Published in CHAINING FREEDOM, 2012)


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Sailing on Home

While the water’s whitened waves
Flew forth fast in foamy sprays
All amidst an airy act
Blowing, blasting, beating back
Seeing swarthy, seaward sailing ships
Onward o’er the ocean dips
Upward, downward, driving days
Seeking harbors, havens haste their ways
The ships sail sure in stormy seas
Calmly coursing comes a breeze
Now softly sailing, slides the ship
Muffled, mellow, made my trip


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My home


My home, oh my home
Where is my home
My home is not a wall full of bricks
Nor a mansion full of riches


But where I could find
 Love, peace, and harmony
Where I could find a better destiny


Where does freedom lives
Here or there
Then that is my home
My home, oh my home



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Home, Whoever it may go to

I don't know if I'll be back this time.
Time enraptures me,
Seduces me into places I know for too 
long.
A million faces but they'll never feel like 
home,
I got too close to the stone,
Heard marvelous stories
And wept when it ended,
And shared myself, do you hear me?
I lended.
I love you yet I must go,
The past is obdurate no matter how
Adamant you are.
And sometimes, it feels wonderful to say 
goodbye,
To people,
Places,
Time,
New adventures forever on the horizon,
New suns to set on me,
And a million faces that'll tell me to go 
home,
But I couldn't,
Because I am home.
These songs and stories I hear,
The winding alley ways to whom I'll 
always hold dear
Because I've never been so close to home.
And I love you,
The million faces, I love them too.
I am home.


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Homes and Holes

Dreadful dawn dug doggedly deep, dazed dues
Prickle-prone paths  pierce peer-less purpose
Buried bricks burn beneath brine and blood
Homes and holes hitch-hike heated Hours

Sync'd steps stoop, saddling steely shores
Shadows of sagging shoulders shed shrewd strokes
Sanctioned sympathy sealed and soiled in stoic stories
Homes and Holes hauling hymen of horror hormones

Nagging newts nutured nadir of nervous noisome nuns
Jilted jones jaded in jiltery journey of jerky joules
Measled mare much-malligned by myriad of magnetic manacles
Homes and holes held hostage in hidden hydrogen hades


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Passionate

I would not have desired any thing less
Than to hear your sweet voice
Each day I wake up with an expectation
A hope and a continuous desire
To feel your warmth and smell your scent

You have not failed for once
Whenever I desired you, you have always been there
In the midnights when the cold is freezing
I can only turn around the bed
And wished you were there
Then I will feel your arms around me
And the cold is gone

In the loneliness of the mind
When I desire someone to speak to
And no one cares to know how I feel
You have always come at the right time
With the right words you soothe my nerves

Your ever presence is my desire
I wish we stay together all day
And that you don’t leave when the sun sets
You don’t have any other home than this
Come and make your home in my place forever
I love you really.