Like Garbage
Yesterday was another
filthy day. You could say
it was like garbage day.
Anything worthwhile
was discarded or left to
rot with a stroke of a pen.
The man in charge fired
a man who voted for him
and a woman who voted for him as well;
they became like garbage too.
Nothing to See Here
Nothing to see here.
The trees have been cleared away
for limitless greed.
No birds in their nests.
No pine cones where they used to be.
It was built to park cars.
Day and night cars would come in and out.
Death to the trees I call this place.
It all seems so final.
There is no hiding from progress.
A fucking parking lot.
A street heavy with traffic.
It took many hands and heavy machinery
to clear out all the trees.
Earth and Sky
Earth and sky
without war
how I would like to see that.
Tell the warmongers you are not available.
Tell them it is not your nature
to allow your dark side out.
Tell them their war “is not for me.”
Your ancestors know the war well.
Do not let them drag you out to kill.
There is nothing to be won.
Become like the stone
and sit still.
Stay away from the sea
and the dangers of warships.
The sea is for fishing, surfing, and seeing.
Do not let weak minds take you to war.
Let earth and sky be at peace.
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