What to Bestow

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We may be called,

And especially

In times of turmoil,

To bestow

More light

Than woe.

It may be necessary

To bequeath

To awe

Over righteousness.

To confer,

With our own footsteps,

The high road

Not the low.

 

 

 

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The Path Ahead

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So many times the path ahead

Is shrouded in the mist

Of worry, fear

Of hopes and dreams

And all that we resist.

Though as we put one foot

Then next

And make the road our own,

We see the vague

Becomes defined

As steps our souls have

Known.

 

 

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Mallet Mind

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As the gavel rises

To speak justice

Let the rule of law

Preside,

So not even an executive

Who feels they own

The rights for pride,

Can by claims of faux and fury

Dismiss

What they would rather hide,

When truth well knows

By sheer behavior

Schemes and snide,

That he had far too often

Lied

And it is past time he be

Tried.

 

 

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You, Authenticated

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What makes you, the real you?

What holds truth to your being?

How do you separate

Masks and screens

From true seeing?

In the search to find you,

What peels off

What is freeing?

Do you take on the journey?

Would it matter yet still

To find out

Or accept

That you’re all of it

Whole,

And besides it some more

Guaranteeing?

 

 

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In Parallel

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Live your life

Alongside

Everything

That matters.

Let light flow

In lines parallel

To heart

And mind.

We are all of us

One of a kind,

All singular

In presence.

Yet we are none of us

An isolation,

None free from impact

On what there is

And all that will become.

May we ride

This shared Earth

Side by side.

May we align

Our spirit

To be

Kind.

 

 

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Glimmers of Hope

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Even in chaos

Where foul mouths and ill deeds offer little beyond

Spin and mope,

You can find and define many glimmers

Of hope:

In the smiles of a child,

In the buds that push up from a freshly thawed ground,

In expanding delight of inquiring minds,

In the light that reflects from a window just shined,

In the wriggling joy of a pup under hand,

In humanity’s goals that your heart understands,

Your soul now demands,

And your words and your acts and your vote get behind.

 

 

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Awaken

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Awaken to what never should have

Taken place,

Yet had.

The millions

Whose lives were snuffed by calculated horror

Tattooed hate,

Enslavement, and

Smoky clouds.

Remember it,

Because such evil

Should not be allowed,

And yet there are the voices

Still denying.

There are those

Who would repeat,

Who relish violence and

Lament “not finishing the job.”

Awaken,

To what never should have

Taken place.

Yet had.

 

 

 

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Hold Up

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It is alright

To pause,

To stop,

To dial back the crush

Of too chaotic

Stuff.

Hold up.

It won’t disrupt

Your pace of life,

If you let in a slower breath

That fills your lungs

With calm,

Instead of huff

And puff.

 

 

 

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