Falling Dominoes- a poem

Like a set of falling dominoes
One life touches the other
In a World that never slows
We all drone away together

The Price is passed on
Or so it would seem
To The next Generation
Or So it would seem

We all pay a heavy price
For all their crimes
We are mere grains of rice
It's a sign of  Times

And so the domino falls
To pay for their sins
Our backs against the walls
He Looks at us and grins

Gas Prices are Killing The Economy

This is the way the so called Domino Theory comes into action. Gas prices rise to an astronomical level, in some places the average $4.25 a gallon. Diesel is just as high, if not higher. The companies that transport good to the local supermarket feel the pain at the pump, and charge the supermarket a higher price for their services, so the supermarket in turn charges the consumer a higher price to cover the whammy he was just slapped with.

In the meantime the average person is already paying outrageous prices at the pump. He spends so much on fuel, that he can no longer afford to go shopping for luxury items, or go out for date night to the movies, or even out to dinner. His money is all spent on bills and his gas tank.


The Dominoes just keep falling.

I would suggest we dump Oil into the Ocean as a means of a Protest of the High Prices, but that is Morally and Etihcally wrong, and besides I think BP beat me to the Punch.

For Bella &The Earth Children

I have a grand daughter whose smile spreads from her lips to her eyes. This in turn spreads to my heart, and overwhelms it with a smile. Her name is Bella and she lives up to her name which means beautiful.

Her wide eyed innocence and laughter is amazing. I am grateful that she has the ability to see beauty in the world, for there are glimpses of it if you look hard enough for it.

Bella lives an Organic lifestyle, and is an Earth Friendly Toddler, her food is Farm Fresh, Her Diapers are Made of Cloth. even he Play Ball is made of 100% Recycled Material. She loves her pets, and her parents. She an Earth Child.

There are other Earth Children out there with Earth Parents who do the Right thing day after day, with the hopes of preserving our Great Planet for The Next Generation and Future Generations to come, but they can't do it all by themselves. 

If you Keep Taking From Mother Earth, and not putting anything back, soon all of our Natural Resources will be depleted. This leaves nothing for The Smiles of Bella and the Other Earth Children. I IMPLORE you, Please do your part for The Earth Children.

4 DEAD IN OHIO

I know many of you out there will probably hate me for saying this, but I feel perhaps America is being a Bit of a Hypocrite when it says it supports Peaceful Demonstrations, and offers helps to Rebels in other countries when they rise up against their Government.

I am not Anti-American. I love this Country. I just haven't forgotten what happened when a Group of Intellectual College Students who were against the bombings in Cambodia and The Vietnam War decided to assemble on The Kent State University Campus and hold a Demonstration of their Protest. Our Government didn't respond kindly to their right to assemble, or to protest the war. Instead , The National Guard was called in to break up the event, and they used force. Shots were fired, against unarmed students, and lives were lost, because they spoke out against the Government. Does any of this sound familiar to the way things are handled in other countries today?

God Said No

GOD SAID NO


I begged him to give me what I wanted
I thought i knew what was best for myself
I never gave a though about what i needed
Only about my superficial selfish wanton self

I meandered my way through my life
I knew no real purpose had no time
I had become wicked, my tongue a knife
I felt God had committed an unholy crime

Knowing me better than i knew myself
For my life was in self destructive mode
Begging foolishly for an old love on a shelf
Infinite wisdom knew better, and put it on hold

He opened my eyes to a brand new way
Giving me what i needed, not what I wanted
Thank you for saying No, that night I did pray
I found all I ever needed is all I ever wanted

Christ, The First Humanitarian

This Friday, April 22nd is Earth Day, it is also Good Friday. How fitting that both of them fall on the same day. They both represent Hope for Our Earth and Humanity. Earth Day is supposed to be a day of renewal for the Earth, and Good Friday is observed as the Day The Lord Jesus Christ was sacrificed for humanity on the cross at calvary so that their could be a renewal of Humanity here on Earth .

Theologians will say that Christ was here so that we could have Eternal Life one Day, or at least have the hope of Eternal Life, but I dare to say that is not the only reason he was here. Christ came here to teach humanity to humans who did not know how to be human. he taught us that it was okay not to be perfect, that he had that job covered for us. He taught us to love one another and to not be bigotted. Christ accepted the Gentiles , who were in his day, looked upon as trash, but it was the Gentiles, and Mary Magdalene, who was looked upon as a woman of loose morals, whom Christ chose to associate with. Christ was not Racist, nor was he Condescending. This Perfect Man , who was in fact better than every one else, did not portray himself in that light. He wore an air of humility and grace. He was a Beacon of Light , spreading the knowledge of Love and Compassion wherever he took his Ministry.

I believe that Christ was The Original Humanitarian, and to that end I owe him everything, for he has taught me everything.

MASOCHISTIC HEART

MASOCHISTIC HEART



Everyday the pain cuts deeper, sharper , stabbing
I feel love's daggers, and I come back once more
Like a glutton I search hungrily for a bite, grabbing
All the while, knowing it's coming, for me what's in store


I can't escape, love's sadistic violent rage
Chewing up bits of my tattered broken heart
I am love's whipped beast , shackled in a cage
My lover and I destined to play a shameful part


Tears of warm blood stream down my face
My pain and shame I no longer can conceal
I know I will endure, having not yet run the race
I am comfortable with this, love's pain is real


The longing, the burning,  fire, I have them all
I adore my pain, and the wielder of my torture
I listen closely, I listen intently, i can't miss the call
Knowing that all my pain is done and love is rapture