The hand basket
frozen over

It is...

what we have been dipped
into the holy cash
stream s of money warship
and billionaire s
seeking missiles only
to fall out of grace with
Gods

glory disguised as the
sanctimony of commerce

The mediocracy
of those claiming they know
they are the masters
to your soul

avoid them when you can

for they are frauds
the false prophets
of yesterday

who may just send
you to hell

a meditation on love

It is to
vibrate as high
as one can fathom
by laughing
with sweet thunder
to uplift the soul

To be in sync with
the natural world

To give thanks
to the higher force
surrounding
the all of life

To walk in kind loving steps
with gentle words on
the lips

Remembering who you are
existing in the sacred
arms of the holy fabric
of everything.

is a prayer.

We come into this world swaddled
in clean, soft Diapers and parental
love, and some decades later, go out
of it wearing soiled Pampers and
mostly on our own, or all alone.

It was something you never did
it was something you always did

God rest my soul
Because you never did

I learned to drink
Because you never did
Never defined the moment
Because you always did

God rest my soul
Simply put
I knew you would
Because you never did

Oh you enjoyed the fall
You loved it all

God rest my soul
Because you never did