A billion dollars I have gathered
That’s the billionaire’s way
The bit that I’ve earned
a tiny fraction of that
(only so many hours in a day)
Instead of hard work
I work around rules
that once described the way
that one who worked hard
spending effort and hours
could secure that hard day’s worth of pay

Many have struggled
to build the wealth I’ve now juggled
into shelters and holdings and banks
I could carelessly burn it
‘cause I didn’t earn it
But those who did,
I guess,
deserve thanks

She spoke
To the wall that shouldn't be there
She spoke
To challengers of her dare
Dreams, nerves and notions
Will kindle emotions
But the voice can put change in the air

I want my tears to change something
To fix the time
Restart the song
Return the missing spark

Knowing the years hold everything
Dances and dreams
Blessings and pain
All that we've had and will need

Longing for fears to mean nothing
Not feeling loss
Conscious of love
Aware of the light that has shone

All called
To stand ground for ideals
Futures stalled
To crush walls that oppress
Free to fight, fight to free
When led honestly
Bring more light
To the world
- Not less

Many sent
In the wake of thoughtless fear
Lives spent
To pay rent on a worthless machine
Years of death, death of years
Reckless plan engineers
Feed their pride
Fill their purse
- Truth unseen

Enjoying a White Russian
and then
set it down to my side
and then
told the cat he'd better not mess with it...
and then he did
and it got all political
Freakin' Russia
Freakin' cats
Freakin' borders
Freakin' gnats
Always buzzing
Tension mounting
Release will come
Once we stop counting
Just sip your drink
And cool your head
Relax yourself before you're dead
At least
that’s what
that one self said

Perhaps your behavior is intentional
revealing a mind quite sick
Perhaps your behavior is unknowing
displaying a mind less than quick
Perhaps this world is too much for you
a circumstance not at all rare
Perhaps I’ve given too much thought to you
because you clearly do not care
Or perhaps you do
but are remiss
about so much
that a full list
would fill a volume
Enough to fuel
this new fifth column
lined with fools
determined to subvert
and to pillage
and pervert
this democracy we’ve grown
But ignorance has sown
poisoned seeds
cruel deeds
And a chaos
too well known
Regardless of intent
whether malice or neglect
with respect I simply ask of you
reflect, reflect, reflect