By: Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2022.

Help me if you can
Try to understand
Man’s inhumanity to man
Is it part of nature’s plan?
That we demonstrate
Our innate hate
By trying to annihilate
Those of equal weight

Why do we wage war,
And try to even the score
Like we never did before?
Is hate at the core?
It’s a motivating factor
Or it’s main attractor?
Cos it’s for the birds
And I am lost for words

In a local supermarket
Innocents are the target
Their lives never the same
As a mad man takes his aim
While quenching his desire
For mayhem through gun fire
The situation’s long past dire
As people will expire

So I pontificate
While trying to contemplate
The end results of hate
All over our landscape
And then I weigh the cost
All be it at a loss
Because it isn’t right
In our Creator’s sight

Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2022.  All rights reserved.

To my love, who rests unwell
I send you love, I cast my spell
To weave sweet waters from the deep
I'll smooth the worries from your sleep
Let the darkness be my arms
Have faith in me, to ward off harms
So lay your weary self in bed
And let sweet dreams fill your head
If you lie in heaven or hell,
I'll tend you gently, I'll love you well

bend me
to their will
but I’ll snap back. Not
allowing them to fill
my head with flack.

They can
sting me
with their tongues. But
they’ll die as the stingers
fall. Words to me
have no weight
at all!

They can
throw me
to the wolves. But I’ll dance
in the sun/warble in the forest.
I kick up my heels when
I’m the sorest.