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.