loving sunshine eyes
brighter than the bluest skies
how they mesmerize

watching sand castles
slowly erode away
America now

times' a rope
burning my fingers
as I fall

I wander in hopelessness
this barren sea of humanity
my hope fades to pity
in a world of uncommon ground
stuck on an island called isolation
resigned to watching fruit grow
on a lone mango tree
waiting for a perfect tide
to catch a simple meal
oysters clams muscles
and if I am lucky
a succulant spiny lobster
a cold glass of fresh squeezed lemonade
as I watch the sun descend
on this lost society

remember winter
those long never ending nights
summer days away

drink the rain
heavens bleeding pain
mans' insane

meadow of flowers
sweetly smells in summer breeze
as I drift asleep

taking what's not theirs
as if entitled to them
with no punishment
we're in an upside down world
villains killing innocence

regret in rear view
always living in the past
missing your exit

pools of deep sorrow
empty into blue oceans
fed by endless streams

sunday evening
another week to begin
wish this one not end

temple of tempest
stiring the disillusioned
to hating themselves

surface so pristine
summer evening pond scene
below dark shadows

divide then conquer
divisions drawn between all
together we fall

trolling his meme bait
through easily offended
got another bite

kick the can
dangling carrots
both at play

I feel the procession has slowed
almost to a crawl eerily
as if to delay the inevitable show
while some dance merrily

the final stops' been dug six feet
everyone gathered 'round
with no one left for us to meet
accept the cold hard ground

listen to Greta
she knows about energy
just ask the Spanish
England wants to block sunlight
apparently to save earth

who believes these clowns
flying in their private jets
preaching consume less
now Spains' electric cars
have nowhere for them to charge

time slips by
left to wonder why
it won't die

never ending road
the travelers have all gone
just tumbleweed rolls

ivermectin
the horse paste they laughed at
approved for covid
I knew this four years ago
apple flavors' my favorite

carrot on a stick
the poor donkey never gets
what if we're the ***

they want reaction
to answer hate with more hate
pray for their lost souls

never pausing world
still revolving without you
imagine the gall

silver tongued liars
lining their pockets with gold
throwing us copper

the swan flew by
on a lonely flight home
the water reflecting her peace

they line their pockets
we the people suffer so
this will be painful

king of kings
conquers without war
love his sword

between life and death
like long pauses after breaths
purgatory rests

turn around is fair play
we have been ******* over so long
some have Stockholm Syndrome

seems people need to hate
living their lives wanting someone to blame
stupid pawns in others games

twenty forty six
black dragon will reappear
the earth will tremble

funeral processions
summers fading into fall
winters after all

hand dug cobalt mines
fiberglass windmill turbines
planet saving lies
global energy lay lines
telsa coils would work just fine

for this country boy
barbeque pork and cornbread
is a five star meal

was instant freedom
when the training wheels were off
we would ride till dark

thunder and lightning
all in the wink of her eye
left me paralyzed

rise and fall like tides
but the moons' television
on whims of broadcast

love to hate
when nothing is left
all the rage

empty bread basket
scrambling for the little crumbs
gluttons left behind

to live peacefully
among this worldly tempest
impossible dream
as freedom and liberty
weep into our tattered land