blynde

There are people out there
Who just do not see
Beyond their own reality
Do not know that others cry
Nor would they care
They would not ask why
They live inside a world of “me”
No room for sensitivity
Their boundaries end
Where their skin begins
Other people extensions
But not let in

BSL can go to #@$@#$

would anyone here like to be told,
you are too fat,you are too old?
or there is something wrong with brown eyes,
only blue will do, all others despised?
narrow minded ignorance,
shallow intellectual breathing, makes no sense.
yet such it is with condemning a breed,
stereotyping the embodiment of stupidity indeed.
you who think inside a feces filled box,
have nothing in your head but cowchips and rocks.

wails of whales

they swim the seas
with power and grace
masters of this open space
it is time for man to stay on land
and leave the waters
to these nobles, grand

regalo

a holiday gift that would work for me?
giving the world a shot of empathy.
if people could learn to understand another's pain,
perhaps they would not be cruel again

thanksgiving

he walked in the darkness. so heavy of head.
just wanted some food, and maybe a bed.
he did not ask to be born into the world that he lives.
subjected to scorn, where so few people give.
a hand reached out toward him. he approached slowly with care,
was it malice that hand bore him, or some food to share.
the hand gently caressed him, as he closed his eyes.
just when he thought all was over. this pleasant surprise

bissoux

there are some days
that are cold and dank
you who pull me through
i wish to thank.
for the love, support and trust i need.
for this i am so so grateful indeed.
your open heart and unshakeable belief,
from the shadows of life
are such a relief.
in gratitude and love abounds,
i am so thankful that you are around

for the bird

since i dont eat turkey
no gobble gobble gobble
so patron i will happily workee
and wobble wobble wobble