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it was the sixties
we were young
we were going to change the world
spin it like a basketball on our finger
take the three point shot
win the game
we had great leaders
john, robert, martin...
the planet was singing
with the purity of a four year old
...
The ants go marching two by two;
The little one stops to tie his shoe,
...
then
it started raining bullets
our optimism soured
slightly at first
and the grassy knoll
and the sniper
and the magic bullet
john was shot
jackie squirmed
we sat on the edge of our seats
The ants go marching four by four;
The little one stops to shut the door,
John F. Kennedy was assassinated
The ants go marching five by five;
The little one stops to take a dive,
years had passed, five
look before you dive
the civil rights movement gathered
to fight for their God given rights
the right to be treated as humans
exactly that...humans...no more no less.
to listen to the man who had said
"Nonviolence is a powerful and just weapon
which cuts without wounding and ennobles
the man who wields it. It is a sword that heals."
the man who stood on the hill speaking
"I have a dream today!"
The ants go marching seven by seven;
The little one stops to pray to heaven,
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Martin Luther King Jr. was shot
died
and my God it rained
it rained salt
as a nation black and white cried
The ants go marching nine by nine;
The little one stops to check the time,
time for the rise of Bobby
Hoorah! Hoorah!
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
i wish he could have ran faster than the bullets
they murdered John's brother
Robert F. Kennedy was dead
the sixties where almost finished
and i wondered
if the world would ever be the same
again
I marched away buried my face into the ground
To get out of my pain.
great leaders lost
words that radiated
radiate hope
America was
the envy of the world
it's two thousand sixteen
and we have sunk so deep into the dirt
i know we can't Trump this disaster
have you ever heard of fools gold
we have a choice
our lives count
remember the ants
nature's banner is blowing in the wind
don't make
the little one shout
"THE END!!"
March 16 2016
armand
When I get time I'd like to go
On a cruise around the world
So many sites I'd like to know
I'd watch as each unfurled
On a cruise around the world
I'd look at the sun as it sets
I'd watch as each unfurled
With colors that at eve besets
I'd look at the sun as it sets
Each day so many things I'd see
With colors that at eve besets
As the oceans come alive to me
Each day so many things I'd see
When I take a dive into the deep
As the oceans come alive to me
The further down that I would sink
When I take a dive into the deep
I' get to see the colored coral their
The further down that I would sink
Would show a world beyond compare
I get to see the colored coral their
As the fish swim through it all
Would show a world beyond compare
That has me feeling oh so small
As the fish swim through it all
I must return unto the ship
That has me feeling oh so small
As I continue on this trip
I must return unto the ship
So I could find a mountain range
As I continue on this ship
To watch the sites as they now change
So I could find a mountain range
To climb, so I can reach it's peak
To watch the sites as they now change
Would show a beauty words can't speak
To climb so I can reach it's peak
Must surely take my breath away
Would show a beauty words can't speak
That leave me without a thing to say
Would surely take my breath away
Just as I sample all the cuisine
That leave me without a thing to say
Because my mouth's full and my plate's clean
Just as I sample all the cuisine
So many taste delight these lips
Because my mouth's full and my plate's clean
I give my servers healthy tips
So many taste delight the lips
From people so very different
I give my servers health tips
Because they are so excellent
From people so very different
Will come to us so many things
Because they are so excellent
Their reality was once their dreams
Will come to us so many things
So many sites I'd like to know
Their reality was once their dreams
When I get time I'd like to go
This isn't the time to run away
Nor is it the time to hide
they say "use your whole heart
and take a dive"
I forgot the past while I lay in your arms
you partially held me
became my blanket for the meantime
I swam in you and you in I
threw caution to the wind
I didn't think that eventually I'd cry
well I knew I would eventually cry but my brain
and my heart hadn't made it that far yet.
I forgot about the boundaries
and entered unchartered territory
I went places that I shouldn't have gone
because I desired you more than anything
you occupied places in my heart that
should have been left alone
but I unlocked the door for you
and here you'll stay forever
I still get shivers when I hear your voice
And your energy makes me feel like I'm a boss
you see the thing that attracted me the most
is that you picked me up when I was lost.
I fell into you even though I knew the cost.
Now my heart will always be thirsty for you.
Like damaged hair it became porous.
I don't blame you though. And surprisingly
enough I don't even blame me.
We saw a chance to steal a goal
but ended up stealing things we couldn't keep.
For a moment I owned the property,
even if in secret. But the bank took you back
and put foreclosure on my feelings.
Now I'm left scrambling here and there.
I gotta roll my sleeves down and brush off
these lingering feelings. This isn't going to be easy because
I will still be me and you will still be you. Its like trying to get
away from a walking advertisement as big as the ones in times
sqaure advertising someone whose perfect for you.
But that reality is unreal so I put one foot in frount of me
and slowly start to move.....
Inhale me like DMT
And follow me into my dreams.
I'll show you things you've never seen
Because I exist in the 5D.
I'll make you trip on reality
And help change your mentality.
You will find me where you clear your head
Beyond aimlessly followed riverbend.
In the waters I sing my songs,
Waiting for the right sailor to come along;
To fall in love with my melodies.
Because I am a siren of serenity,
So won't you come take a dive with me?
Do not worry about how you would breathe,
You're only swimming in the oceans of my eyes
Where it rains because I cry.
I only ask that you hold me in your arms tenderly
And if I am to fall asleep you promise not to leave.
I want someone whom I can rely on,
Someone who offers their shoulder for me to cry on.
Because I am strong but I'm not always my strongest.
Though I will always push on and try to remain honest.
I don't need you to change me
Just take your time to bathe me
With every form of intimacy,
Woven with masterful intricacy.
I will not allow a relationship that does not serve me.
I need someone who will ground me, earth me. Serve me.
Be my anchor and we can get lost in my daydreams
Any time reality needs a bit of escaping.
And tell me, do my demons evade you
Like an illusion because they're not meant for you?
Or are you someone who reads in-between lines?
Because that would make it a whole lot harder to hide.
If I told you the answers you seek lie within me?
Would you believe me and lie with me?
I learn valuable lessons in my sleep:
We are all 'the Fool' who needs to leap!
I know my faith will guide me,
That my angels are beside me.
And so I beckon you "come rest,"
Come relax the breath that weighs heavily in your chest.
I WISH I WEREN’T A PENGUIN
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
I wish I were a penguin in a warm protected land
The sunny Galapagos islands, where I could lie and tan
Compete with marine iguanas for a visitors attention
Where guides are paid to be alert n offer me protection
Yes, that’s the location that I’ve always envisioned
Not in this desolate place where I am duly imprisoned
Yes, you guessed it, I’m here in the south Atlantic
Any venture out to sea becomes so problematic
Seas here are overcrowded with voracious eaters
Claiming the right to consider penguins as feeders
Orcas, leopard seals, great whites always on the prowl
One misstep and you’ll find yourself in their bowels
Fortunately, I’m not an emperor nor am I a king
They are giants, I’m just a little black n white thing
They are hardy meals for those insatiable types
But I’m so much quicker I cruise right past the bites
When its time for me to eat and I have to take a dive
Launching myself off the ice, I hope I will survive
Here’s more bad news winter here is brutally cold
Tempts below zero, ice on your nose, a sight to behold
Oh. I forgot to mention we have accompanying gales
So strong and persistent we’re blown about like sails
This environment is no place to grow old and content
I want a new existence and a life better spent
I decided a long time ago what I wished to be
Live in the tropics as a humming bird, a Colibri
Sucking sweet nectar all year round
I can get it easily even when hovering upside down
What about my colors a mixture across the spectrum
I’m getting hungry now, I think I’ll go for a swim
My bicycle days are through
Please help me spread the news
I no longer have to be a 32 year old hermit
Mom and Dad got me my permit
I just bought a car that seats 5
Thanks to my parents I can finally drive
Mom goes with me and my girlfriend out to eat
Mom rides shotgun, my girl in the back seat
While we are eating with live entertainment
My girlfriend expresses how she doesn't like the car's seating arrangement
So my mom drives and my girl is shotgun
Now I am the lonely one
We drop off my girlfriend and I ask my mom to remove the knife
She says stop complaining, now you can drive
The next night my Dad goes out with me and my buds
We want to sit back and suck down a few suds
Not on my watch, my Dad says
My night out with the buds was disastrous
After one beer, my Dad says you are too drunk to get behind the wheel
He has no idea how this freedom of driving makes me feel
My Mom and Dad are smothering me, my social life will never survive
With them around, it look as if I will never truly drive
Now it's Mom's turn to escort me, guess where we go
My girl and Mom in the front seats, we stop at Domino's
We all three sit in the car and wait for the pizza to get done
Mom says no a/c, let's enjoy the sun
I begin a waterfall of sweat
Mom says look at you, you're all wet
Mom asks for extra napkins when the pizza is delivered to the car
Mom says tonight is Friday, let's park by the lake and enjoy the stars
At the lake, I will drown myself, if I take a dive
I am going back to the bicycle, I will never again attempt to drive
Where did all the journalists go,
longtime passing -
Why did objectively reporting the news end,
many years ago -
How did integrity bow to bucks,
gone to job security every one.
Gone the referees, gone the rules,
gone the protection from leaders who fool.
When will they ever learn
When will we ever learn
Where did American professors go,
longtime teaching -
Why did American Greatness atrophy,
tossed out the window at university -
When did elevating truth and integrity
take a dive to conformity.
Gone to controlled, politicized, opinion news,
gone to Big Exec’s checks excused.
If a tree falls in the forest,
Does it make a sound?
If media doesn’t cover events,
Do events even happen?
Mark & Megan
Megan was a quiet girl and a studious
young woman she was,
and never had dated till Mark came along
which changed her life for what she thought was a plus.
They began to date in her Junior year of high school
which caused her grades to take a dive,
for now she had more than just studies to do
she had a definite change of direction in her life.
No, they didn’t drink and do drugs
but they liked to kiss and hug and certainly make out,
going much too far one night and now a baby was on the way
and a situation that they would talk about the next day.
A couple of months went by and they talked it over between the two of them
and agreed to abort this little soul,
so Mark drove Megan to an out of town clinic to have it done
so that her parents and friends would never know.
Mark graduated a few months later
and left with the Army and was shipped to Viet Nam,
leaving Megan behind struggling with her guilt
and her friends and family wondering why she was never happy now or calm.
Mark died in Viet Nam
leaving Megan so alone and so sad,
how she wished now she wouldn’t have aborted their only son
because she felt that he would have been exactly like his dad.
Megan chose to never marry and
she lived a life of guilt and sadness to,
until the day she accepted Jesus’ love and forgiveness
and now she is helping other girls to choose life as now she would do.
Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings
March 6, 2016
The harmony that we feel is the real deal
And is so worth the fight
Baby, we need to treat each other right
Let's never be mean or pick a fight
The magic we share is worth the care
Finding our calling is like not falling
When we are aware
Instead of being in despair
Allowing ourselves time to compare
Having a love as rare as ours
Is like dancing among the stars
Stepping back when we feel under attack
Will help us stay on track
To keep us from falling back
This way when we have a bad day
We don't feel like we want to play
Then we just meet in the middle
Like a dancing fiddle
understanding we need to give a little
Being able to put yourself on the other side
Before it becomes a bumpy ride
When It's much easier to just let it slide
Finding a place to chill
So we don't let it put us into overdrive
This will allow our love to thrive
Instead of letting our love take a dive
We will be on top of the world very much alive
Able to magnify our love to touch the sky
You and I able to look each other in the eyes
To really appreciate love high's
those beaten eyes glazed with a film
of bitter almond
shakily receiving her post partum reward
of a broken thyroid and a lumpy lack of form
once upon a time she lived
a lighter life
‘til procreation drubbed her good
these days she’s flesh in a black bag
of tightly straining clothes
mother-love keeps her upright
dead on her feet several months ago
but no-one’s noticed she’s gone off
under the wafts of the morning bacon
was that a giggle or a sob
or perhaps both, for things past
caring she is but it won’t help her now
as the hormones take a dive
and psychiatry pricks up its ears
still her occult self eludes her
skips laughing through months of therapy
peeps out behind the tumble dryer
to whisper “take the pills”
they want to help, they cannot help
those people who mean well
there is no holding dock
for deadweight mum
she sails away with breakfast things left clean
performs a joyful whale-dive, drifts
unseen
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