Those who think they hold us to heel
When they bask in the light of our hallucination
Think control will keep at bay what’s real
By manipulating parties, media and nation.

But illusion has captured them as well.
Decades passed and truth repressed
Leave them under the deceiving spell
Of fleeting power with no regress

We know that truth has no party here
Where success finds only the greedy few
Perpetuating facades and grinding gears
Which cause such pain and crush the new

But the power lies in the peoples’ hands
Which build the pedestals from which greed falls
And demand control throughout the lands
In hopes their pride will conquer all

In our hopeless desire for personal glory
We ignore the love we owe each other
And leave the selfish to write our story
Forgetting each man is our brother

This freedom that we feel together
Manifests itself between us now
If we heed its virtuous call to weather
The trials our fate can’t disavow:

Cast off illusion from your mind!
Cast off your party: left and right
More powerful than a memory’s bind
Is present freedom’s eternal light

Destiny makes this our cause
Against loves’ division by selfish hate
So we can walk as one: free of laws
And live together without the state

Today
a flower was picked
a shade of royal elegance
purple in it's many petaled spiral.
Its precious enchantment
had to be held
had to be hid to preserve and protect.  

But every time it  
came out of the pocket
to radiate its beauty,
the petrels frayed
the colors fade
until it fell apart
when hardly anyone had seen it.
Hardly anyone had felt its radiant love.  

And one wonders if  
it would have been better  
to leave it growing in the ground...

Sometimes,
When the world’s motion takes hold,
I find myself staring at your image.
Bending the distance between us,
Into the gap between myself and reality.  

Where once in front of me stillness flowed,
Chaos screams against your lifeless image.
And now I find myself straying once again:
Fearing you will forget  
what between us that can only go unsaid.  

I am remembering those times when
Words encumbered the expression
Of a love felt without reflection:
The complications of my thoughts  
Simplified
Into that warm embrace.

Now illusions of my longing efface
That sublime meaning existence once held.
Life shifts from an endless symphony
To the world screaming:  
“there is no poetry here”

In a distant universe
In a distant galaxy
Around a distant star
On a distant planet
In a distant house
With a distant mind

Someone feels the same as me.

Endless glaring halogen eyes
Stream past the indifferent crowds.
Thinking they’re on the pulse.
Thinking they’re something new.  

Their faces change,
Their purposes do not.
Each one as irrelevant as the last:
Single minded parts
Of the meaningless pattern  
that is the city.  

Living here all my life,
I am lost among them.
I’ve seen it all before;
Watched them all pass by.  

My noise?
Passing conversations.
As I sit alone with everyone.
I could talk to each of them
But have no one to talk to...

I had to smother this lust and aggression
But I found my enemy was my mode of repression.
Suppressed, depressed I watch them dance around
Regressing, listening to the music’s throbbing sound
I find myself sitting here in a lonely stupor
Disengaged languishing in this torpor
The sound of pouring: a dreadful mass
But I still won’t fail to drain my glass!

On the path made holy by our steps
No rationality could possess
the openness of those flowing fields
rolling like placid ocean waves.

Those endless rows of corn
Found us in the setting sun
Whose first red reached our eyes
In the rapture of our peaceful walk

I still cannot remember a time
Our steps strode more perfectly side by side
Guided, like the waving corn guides the wind,
By the moment whose unveiling we share

My mind meets you here and now
As the realization sinks in:
You bring me here to witness
The reality that I am not alone