Upon mountains high,
the peaks arise, a jagged crown
against the skies.

With silent grace, they watch the
land, a timeless and majestic stand.

And nestled deep within their hold,
a river's story unfolds.

It carves a path, a silver thread,
through verdant valleys,
softly spread.

The water sings a gentle song,
as it tumbles peacefully along.

Reflecting clouds and sun's bright
gleam, a living, winding, liquid dream.

The valley floor, a vibrant green,
the most serene and lovely scene.

Fed by the river, cool and clear,
that whispers secrets to the air.

So high above, so far below,
the mountains stand, the waters flow.

The mountains are a symbol of
freedom and choices we make,
and the rivers song is a reminder
of where we've been.

A perfect harmony they keep,
while all the sleeping world dreams
the river constantly streams.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

There be shadows lurking in the
meadows, amongst the tall grass
they slither.

Serpent tongues they conceal,
in between teeth like daggers
they saw and hiss.

Their skin seems thick but in reality
they are so thin you can see through
their skin.

Beating on their chests like gorillas
in their trees, they pound in protest,
they think they know what's best.

While they gather inside their pens
the others are left in the cold starving
and homeless.

As they take off their skins
to reveal the piggies underneath,
squealing and hollering like *****
hogs eating all the feed as the earth
burns providing them warmth from
the cold.

All seems doomed, hopeless and bleek.

The Republicans are stealing all our
resources and money, while they
lie steal and cheat.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

The world could use a little
mercy and love, as the fruits
of the people's labor
fall and rot slowly on the ground.

When the work is almost over
it won’t be long now and not much
will be around.

We worked far too long
in the heated drums of slavery
and lies, those in charge
have decided to take our money
and make us work harder for less,
calling it mercy and needed progress.

We could use a little mercy and love,
our future is a stranger to freedom
those in charge shackled use to fear
and doubts, bringing shadows of dreed
and doom, blood sweat and ruins.

The pain that we live in
is almost more than living can bare,
and we could use some mercy and love.

My Country, is sinking into a boiling pit
of despair that’s going to take forever
to climb out.

Some of us carry the weight of the faithful
who followed the light guiding them out,
I love my Country and we could use some mercy and love to dig our way out.

Every single living thing could use
a little mercy, only the hand of grace
can end the race towards another path
to freedom and safety and bring us there.

But those in power,
They will do anything to keep their power.

I love my life, and life itself could use
some mercy and love.

Yeah, we all could use a little mercy and love. I know those in power say we don’t
deserve it but they are not God or good
for our survival.

We need it now more than ever.
Life hangs in the balance
dangling between hell and hallowed ground, every single one of us could use some mercy and love right now.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

Peace once was a friend of mine,
until you intruded on love bringing
ruins and death.

I can talk about my time,
I can look into evil and see your
heart is not like mine,
I can talk about my ruins,
I can talk about your damage
while you ignore the truth and claim
you can walk on water like Jesus did,
I can be the intruder and invade your house
like a ghost from your passed.

I will remind you,
Your bombs and squeaky tanks
mean nothing, your self destruction
is your greatest love and the ruins
call for you, begging you to lay down
in its pine box full of ashes and bones.

Death is intruding upon your house
dear sir, life will haunt you until you
give it your last breathe,
no signature or vote will save you
from the Grimm reaper,
and your soul belongs to the devil.

The Devil doesn't cry,
he lies steals and cheats you
out of everything you claim,
he watches you drown in
your own sorrow and sins.

Remember never play cards with the devil,
because you lost before you began.
He's the joker and your his biggest fool.

Oh dear Donald J Trump,
You lost your mind and soul
when you fell out of your
mother's womb and intruded
upon the soil.

There's no salvation for
a wannabe cry baby devil.

Be gone with you!
I don't even think the devil
wants you. Nothingness is
what you are.

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

In the beginning there was black,
soon lightning crashed and
everything bloomed in
a big massive boom.

Dance monkey dance,
the universe says to dance,
dance monkey dance.

Here comes the chance,
but still the monkey's dance.

Dance monkey dance,
the universe says to dance,
dance monkey dance.

We all want to die on our own hill
but there's only one hill to claim,
so we dance until its our time.

In the beginning there was black,
in the end it devours everything
until its black again, and we start
all over again.

Dance monkey dance,
until your feet bleed and your
legs ache and cramp,
we grow old and wrinkly.

The universe says to dance,
the last dance is gone with the wind
upon the whisper of your last breath,
death says let's dance.

The flame still dances, in the shape of
a monkey in a smoky haze it slowly fades.

Are we not all like the monkey,
dancing for our future?

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton