Ask The Question Poems

Brothers in adversity, how many have you
One, a dozen or a few
Take a minute, breathe a little
Think, take a while 
Pause, Halt, Stop
I will ask the question, once again
Brothers in adversity
How many have you
You see that eight-letter word 
Accompanied by...Read More

Where do I begin
To ask the question
And do I divulge my sin
Reveal obsession
Please I need your wise advice
I’m walking on thin ice
What if I pay the price

Will I regret this choice
Do I roll the dice
Trust my inner voice
Play this lottery...Read More

Sometimes we humans can be so cruel…so unfair…so shadowy and dark…
A little girl is kidnapped, killed, then found discarded in a park.

Children are being murdered…for that matter people of all ages
Families flee into our country and are immediately put in...Read More

“9/11”


I have seen the Sword of Anguish
As it seared its blinding wrath across the faces of millions.

I have tasted the salt of their tears
Released in painful droplets of anger and fear.

I have watched the father, stooped and broken
As he speaks...Read More

Rap Is King

it started to rain on the night that we first decided
we staked a mortal claim toward the things we put away
strapped in the blinds pull back the initial alarm

If children ask the question why?
Why do warriors fight and...Read More

I go to the city
To be alone…
Distraction
Calling me away
From myself
Isolating my
Memory
Burying my
Thoughts
In endless concrete
Passing 1000 people
Never meeting
One
Never meeting
One
Who will tell me
About myself
Never meeting
One
Who will tell me
What is real
Never meeting
One
Who will ask the question
Why
In my darkest
Most confused
Moments
I go to the city
—to...Read More

The old man arrived a gleam in his eyes;
He announced with aplomb “berries are in”
The buckets are clean, the weather is fine;
Who wants to go berry picking with me?

No! No takers save one, I had the time.
So off we did...Read More

Designed Evolution
 
As Blue Sky’s dreams take root in fields like Daffodils
That blossom knowledge Love does serve all human souls,
Their truth grows wildly ‘cross our lands! Oh, every crevice touches strands
Where Evolution has a chance to praise God’s poems, dance...Read More

The voice is man; the clothes woman.
Now, which is the true side?
This one goes in for manly sports
and ventures wild and wide.
Nosy neighbours ask the question:
Just what does this one hide?
  
     Is she a...Read More

It seems appropriate this Easter Sunday [4/21/19] as I write this to ask THE question humans have asked since we developed our unique-- to the animal kingdom-- self-awareness: is death the meaning of life? Are we born just to die,...Read More

When We Place Blame
By: Tom Wright
12/18/98

If in denial and seeking one,
in whom to place the blame.
Ask the question have I done,
at some time the very same?

Point no finger though it be true,
judgmental we should not be.
For when one finger I...Read More

Abortion, Your Death Warrant
By: Tom Wright
7/28/99

All Heaven cries out,
breaking the silence of the womb for those unborn.
I'm considered by the foolhardy not yet to be a life,
but who can know if I have thoughts, save God,
or, if in my silence,...Read More

FOXE’S BOOK OF MARTYRS--CHAPTER 1999

Near Denver, Colorado, on another day at school,
And then in walked the gunmen and they took on the rule.
The students ran in panic as shots rang through the throngs,
And then one asked the students, “Who here...Read More

Thunderheads
Written: by Tom Wright
9/16/98

O, boisterous clouds,
Why do you pout on high?
With friction so among you,
Will lightening too,
Not soon cross the sky?

In bumping heads,
You cause the thunders burst.
Then in your sorrow weep
And once again your tears,
Quench earth's thirst.

I stand alone surveying...Read More

I woke up to what's left of late last night
And poured it down the drain
All my demons sit laughing to themselves
As I swear it off again

My heart's still steady beating, as if I ran a race
My lips miss the feeling,...Read More

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What is going on?
My mom has the answers to all our childhood
Plights.
I want to know
Just how
You see through walls?
When did your hearing get so keen?
Where do I look to find the extra set of eyes that
Are suppose to be in...Read More

Hurricanes Up Close And Personal

As of this writing, Florence is intensifying and threatening the shores of the Carolinas.  She is dangerous, even in her early stages and may pattern herself after Katrina or Irma.  Should she do so,...Read More

We have created the tools for peace 
or war--something between an open 
and shut door, like water that runs 
hot and cold. Something like the difference 
between what's young and old. 

Like the sun shines in the morning 
light. Like...Read More

We all held each other, laughing and cheering,
Jumping and smiling, with out a care in the world.
We were the guards to a gateway of extravaganza 
A fun filled oasis, a chance to grow, a chance to develop.
We were the hub...Read More

Looking at the emotions I feel run deeper than the color of my skin I want to move forward in my life but I do not know where to begin. 

I am thankful for all I have at this moment...Read More

Our Collaboration

When sympathy reach its limit?
Day after day we see on the TV screen
war and wanton killing, the temptation is to turn
the TV off or find a channel with funny cartoons.
How many children were killed in Yemen or
Syria becomes a...Read More

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I often ask the question am I guilty?
Did I do all I have done?  Was it worth
my time to have come.  Am I guilty of not
doing more, than that you have sent me for?

Is it fair to count...Read More

A wonder of wonders
you emanate light
lovesick and deranged
I'm dazed by your sight

your eyes are beguiling
your lips tantalize
my body's a'quiver
for you hypnotize

your touch is like heaven
your kiss, my demise
my melting has started
you'requick to surmise

you know you have power
you relish each sigh
moving...Read More