The sun is hot
My blood flows with the spirit within me
I sit, I look, I listen, I pray
Times these days are no longer our own
When you can wake up one morning and you no longer have a home --
When people are committing unspeakable crimes
Where it becomes - just one of those thangs --
When there is so much ugliness -- THE SUN IS HOT --
The people are procrastinating -- the councilmen are debating
There's a shortage of food
Crimes are escalating
No one talks anymore -- but they're willing to fight --
People are dying -- our babies are crying --
Hearts have been turned to stone --
Our young children feel all alone --
Family life is a disgrace -- everyone is spread all over the place --
What's yours is no longer mine --
What's mine is no longer yours --
What you have today - isn't guaranteed to be yours tomorrow --
So, if you have a voice -- use it --
Speaking of what it used to be like --
When we were a family -- When the family gathered around the picnic spot --
When life was everything that today's it's not --
When life was great -- When the sun was hot --
Categories:
councilmen, appreciation, assonance, community, environment,
Form: Free verse
The store stayed open
and scared the mayor
making her cry for help.
The policemen came
and fined the store
stopping the sale of kelp.
Now the mayor is happy
and the police been paid
while the councilmen bask in their power.
And the money's changed hands
for the politicians to spend
while the mayor gets paid after hour.
Categories:
councilmen, absence, abuse, bullying, city,
Form: Couplet
Simple
people who love
God, family and neighbor.
Progress is never considered
without consulting their church councilmen.
Everyone lives by their church faith
upholding Christian rule
and living life
Simple
Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Categories:
councilmen, people
Form: Rictameter