Love Is

Learned helplessness is
Who we're in the trenches with.
We can no longer 'plead the fifth'
In times requiring privileges.

What am I talking 'bout
When privileges I tout?
Pop the boxtop and peek out
Amongst the rocks, there are sprouts.

Clearly their futures are in doubt
If we continually choose bail outs,
And watching TV to tune them out.
Stories of pensions and pay that cloud

The true story that's working out.
Educate early to avoid the caper.
Papers, check marks, stars, and staplers
Is not what makes kids cap'ler. Love is.

A Time

There comes a time when every man
Must take a stand and grab the hand
Of someone who truly needs him to
Live out his plan with dreams pursued.

Old and new alike, can be fulfilled
As long as your spirit and heart are deeply filled.
Empathy, sympathy for mass confusion.
For those are the ones needed to realize your conclusion.

Of a peaceful place where smiles are wanted
Not where happiness growth spurts have sadly been stunted.
By things and stuff, and always trying to act so tough.
Now fluff up that pillow and get back in touch.

Hopes and dreams, initially seem
Like a predisposition, where we color the scene.
Sometimes when you get there, you don't even know.
Cuz what 'once was' really isn't, now that you know.

The Front

There's a time when the mind
Climbs to the end of the vine.
There seeing the light,
Will open the eyes of those not seeing true sights.

Some will claim that they're just not that bright.
Ignoring the strength life's challenges just might
Have on them. Mostly likely you too,
Food has to be chewable in order to chew.

It can't be ignored, how many's been scorn
By life events beyond their control.
Since the day we were born
Life's happened to us, and on some it has taken its toll.

The point of it all is to just have a ball.
Individualism does have its place,
But as part of the whole. Don't limit your goals.
Truth and justice don't fold when the winter gets cold, but of course they also have their place.

Writing Again

It's been a while
Since I showed my style
And picked up a pen.
I think it's about time I start writing again.

Freestyle poetry,
Essays of propaganda,
True facts and mishaps,
Misunderstanding the need for slander.

He panders to he,
And he panders to me.
Manipulating our fears.
Telling stories of tears

Cried by those just like us.
In that the justice is for all
And that includes us.
So what's all the fuss about ME being the enemy that divides us all up.

"OCCUPATION"

Ninety-nine percent.
Even if we have to plant the seed in a tent,
Not thinking about regrets.
Carving the way for what we represent.

And another 98%
Ventin' and relentin' to fulfill their needs.
Waiting on the wanting to fulfill prophecies
Of rotating the universe 180 degrees.

Worth and value
Are two different things.
Worth is wealthier over entire life spans;
More precious than that 'price tag' that you hold in your hand.

Value is defined in the markets of man.
But non-human PEOPLE have taken the stance
To export our jobs to foreign lands.
Removing opportunity before even given a chance.