The Knowledge of Man

The dawn of conception

of the ideas born to man

came as flickering lights

to minds that were aware

open to accepting change

awake to their surroundings

and realizing a need

thus came the knowledge of man

PTSD

War kills

not just bodies

but souls

while in its wake

leaving hearts emptied

with holes

The spirit of men

ruined by trauma

it's clear

they look to tomorrow

and tremble

from fear

For what it will bring

these men

never know

often like Jekyll

and Hyde

which one will now show

War

is pure hell

for all that it touches

and there's no hiding it

with a million

airbrushes

Apathy

his mind appeared limited

he had never seen the big picture

what did it matter anyway

was there anyone who really cared

things never change

life's flow a drone

a constant low frequency hum

no variance what-so-ever

no music

no song

each day

though the sun shone bright

grayer than the previous

he could no longer muster the care

needed for the moment

A

Poisonous

Attitude

That

Hinders

You

Fire and Eyes

Fire with fire

an eye for an eye

the whole world burns

more men become blind

The earth became charred

man had lost his way

that choice of blindness

brought his last day

Fire with fire

an eye for an eye

while children are dying

governments don't seem to mind

It's from collateral damage

it's the price that you pay

it's part of war in today's world

at least that's what they say

Fire with fire

an eye for an eye

putting an end to this madness

is simply just being kind

Respecting our neighbors

this is the greatest gateway

if man could only learn

to put love on display

Unconditional - Haiku

He once had a dog

It took too much of his time

Yet it still loved him

Fire and Eyes

Fire with fire

an eye for an eye

the whole world burns

more men become blind

The earth became charred

man had lost his way

that choice of blindness

brought his last day

Who sees the evil in war

Who sees the evil in war

We do whispered the dead soldiers

Who sees the evil in war

We do spoke the dismembered men and women

Who sees the evil in war

We do came the response of the children of collateral damage

Who sees the evil in war

It is I was heard from the widowed wife

Who sees the evil in war

We do cried the parents as their child would never come home again

Who sees the evil in war

Will daddy ever be able to ever play with me

Who sees the evil in war

It seems all do except for the corporate world of the war machine

Where Have We Gone

The gruesome photos from war

they want brought to the floor

dead pictures of men

what the hell happened and when

The blood and the gore

they always seem to want more

it appears that man's taste

has really gone waste

Does man not see what's in store

this will poison his core

will he ever really learn

or wait until spirits burn

Be Like The Birds - Haiku

Birds on the feeder

Sprinkle the seed to the ground

Others are well fed

You Come First

Our youth

they talk of suicide

this seems to me

a place they hide

To give their heart

a way to drain

and relieve it

from a terrible pain

The help they need

resides within

and will not be found

upon their skin

For in this life

folks will oft let you down

leaving you feel

as you're about to drown

Their acceptance is great

but your own must come first

to love who you are

is a most worthy thirst

Winter Revival - Haiku

The bear hibernates

The trees rest from feeding leaves

Winter is for rest

Birth

Beneath the tree

a great love was born

the time

the place

they were unknowns

they were inevitable

the moment came

That day I awoke

followed the path

found deep within

there was no understanding

of why

or where

only need

to follow my heart

As I walked into the morning haze

I could feel a warmth

building within

each turn I made

that warmth told me to continue

At first I thought

this warmth

was the sun burning away the haze

What I was feeling

was desire

the desire for a belonging

A belonging

to something greater

My path led me to a meadow

lush green grass

dotted with all the colors

flowers were capable of producing

In the middle

there stood a single great tree

one that beckoned me to join it

as I sat in it's shade

I watched

There were deer

entering that same shade

A raccoon and a squirrel

left their nests to great me

The birds perched on my shoulders

in acceptance

A gorgeous red fox

laid down at my side

Mother Earth

had drawn me home

The Maturing of Tree and Man

The tree takes it's time

for to reach maturity

then blesses with shade

Men imitate trees

once they reach maturity

they bless with wisdom

A tree with deep roots

withstands the winds at their worst

to bend and not break

A mans deep beliefs

hold fast throughout his days and

cannot be broken

The tree and the man

bless the world and together

can be seen as one

Who Upset the Apple Cart

They all stood watching

there in the shadows of the great forest

The lion and impala

looked at each other

concern in their eyes

the hawk and rabbit

viewed each other

their eyes had that same look

the mouse and the elephant

the wolf and the lamb

the mongoose and cobra

even the spider and the fly

All the creatures of the forest

the air and the sea

those of the great Serengeti

all of them

Watching

Waiting

Gathered together to see

what man might do next

to further destroy their homes

Awaiting the Finale

It was quite a creation

yes somehow it was made

but through man's valiant efforts

we watch it wither and fade

The way things are moving

it's truly a shame

yet we must have our comforts

it seems this is to blame

It's a selfish old lifestyle

where we've gotta have it all

it matters not how it's made

or where the chips fall

This environment we have

yes it's taken its licks

though mans careless progress

and one day we'll hit the bricks

We need to clean up our act

make some changes for good

or sadly admit

this could be our final neighborhood

Time

Seconds

Minutes

Hours

Weeks

Months

Years

Yesterday

Today

Tomorrow

Time

The measure of tolerance

The Creator has with his creation

To Dream

The music

soft, relaxing

I drift off

a dream world opens

I find myself on a train

the observation car

all mine

me, my music

and the rhythmic sound of the tracks

a journey of all seasons

tulips of spring in Holland

the tranquil lakes in mid summer

the colors of fall in New England

the snow capped mountains of the Alps

all seem to be at peace

the lion and the lamb

the fox and the chicken

the killer whale and baby seal

all men of the earth

I have but one hope

that this music continues