Tag Archive | rejoicing

There Is No Tomorrow

Aug18

Alone On The Horizon

Tomorrow is the carrot attached to the horse.
As the horse moves, the carrot moves. So tomorrow
Never comes because when it does it’s called today
Which can’t be quite the same. It’s difficult to stay
In the present if you’re focused on some sorrow
Of the past or the future. It steers you off course.

Life itself I have. I have no philosophy
About life. I simply become quiet then I
Am in tune with existence and love arises
Within me and a part of me realizes
That There Is No Tomorrow. I don’t have to try
To be there. In the present is where I should be.

Life becomes abundant. Outbursts of laughter for
No reason will occur just because this whole thing
Of existence is in so many ways funny.
There are those who know much about philosophy
But they lack life. The practice of silence will bring
About inner peace, good health, abundance, and more.

It’s a process of worrying. Neither is there
Any yesterday. All that exists is right now.
Be present in this moment and see what happens
In your life. You’re now able to see through the lens
Of existence with clarity and to allow
Blessings to rain upon you of which you can share.

Swamp Draining Adventures

May11

Entertained By Raw Sewage

That damned cesspool’s been backed up for more than four years
Yet the stench is enticing… as if a preview
Of upcoming attractions. Much stinking assed shit
Is about to blast forth from the source that won’t quit.
Can this weak tribe of monkeys hurl any do do
That will spare them due justice? …Not as it appears.

It’s been snail’s time in coming. Now finally here,
The nectar of rejoicing intoxicates still.
Un-numbed nuts through news networks no more recreate
By consumption of bullshit and mind blowing hate.
The return to some normalcy counts as a thrill
After living for so long in relative fear.

Truth is like molten lava. It cools to a crust
After violent contact with all in its way.
A substrate that is purer and stronger is made –
One in which those upon it are rarely afraid
Of themselves nor their nation. Be not led astray
By assholes who hold office. Deserve they no trust.

Pettiness is perversity yet a pain pill
Post prescribed for perceptions of purgatory.
One hot day for a hanging is all I ask for.
If it drags on a few years, a decade, or more,
So be it because that’s the way it ought to be.
Entertainment forthcoming karma does fulfill.

Justice

Apr21

...The Most Bitter of Sweetness

Bittersweetness befitting the freedom to be
Jubilant through the damage one person has done
Is the kind that may change ways that make life better
Among we the united. Events that occur
Of aberrant behavior exposed to the sun
Now gain worldwide attention immediately.

Big brother may be watching, but we see as well
By the same social means that reflect how we feel
About life and the right to breathe freely each day.
All the world knows some people are treated this way
And it’s not from a textbook. Indeed, it’s for real.
No matter who one is, one can sense a bad smell.

Tempered anticipation of verdict unknown
Draws a knot to the stomach. Expecting the worse,
Due to current and past acts of racial bloodshed,
What to think of a next step? A feeling of dread
Grips the soul at its core, and it acts like a curse
Self-inflicted and chilling right down to the bone.

Finally there’s rejoicing and dancing in streets
For our faith in true justice has not let us down.
Take not my breath for granted nor snuff it away.
History shall record this a pivotal day
For all people – especially black ones and brown.
Evil must suffer challenges and swift defeats.