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Passius Ashe Jun 2015
headlines read,

'pope calls for "action now"
to save planet,
stem warming,
help poor'

article goes on to say

'his call has already won him the wrath of conservatives,
including several U.S. Republican presidential candidates
who have scolded Francis for delving into science and politics..'

though i'm not catholic,
nor am I even christian,
on behalf of the pope, this jailbird
needs to chide the politicians
for delving into organized crime
while neglecting the needs of life.
©  Passius Ashe   2015
Passius Ashe Jun 2015
i'm gone to the store for some bread she said
with her suitcase in her hand
©  Passius Ashe   2001, 2015
Passius Ashe Jun 2015
some men got a woman.
some men got a man.
me, I just got a guitar.
lord, how I love my one man band.

shalimar's my guitar.
shalimar, she's my strings.
when I get to crying,
that's when shalimar starts to sing.
©  Passius Ashe   1999, 2015
Passius Ashe Jun 2015
how'd you get to be
so ****** free?
how'd you get to be so smart?
how'd you get to see what I can't see?
how'd you get to break my heart?

you take me for a joker
or a carnival clown.
you stand there and look down on me.
but you've been carryin' on what I put down -
I think you're trying to make a fool outta me.

how'd you get to feel what I can't feel?
how can you just laugh while I cry?
you said you loved my lovin' deep down inside,
yet you turn your back and let it die ...

you stand there and look down on me ...
you're trying to make a fool of me ...
you're just too good for me ...
©  Passius Ashe   1999, 2015
I might be blind

but I'm not so dumb

That I cannot see

the lie in your words

©IGMS
Passius Ashe Jun 2015
when the sky gets cloudy and the sun fades away
and people are playing the silly games that they play,
when all my attempts have somehow been crushed
and to think of tomorrow just wrenches my guts,
i'll send you my love through the rain ...

when my brothers die and pour out their blood
to find their peace face down in the mud,
when the sound of their struggle is soaked by the storm
'midst thousands of bodies all twisted and torn,
i will,
i will still
send you my love through the rain ...

but if your love has passed me by,
I won't be seen to sit and cry;
i'll curse myself as I curse the crime
that crushed your love 'neath the wait of time,
and i ...
i'll send you my love through the pain.
© Passius Ashe  1991, 2015

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