Bullets Without Brains

Still judged by the color of skin
not the content of character
Did MLK even exist or
Are his dreams just fantasy and myth

Peace love and harmony
do they matter?

Bullets without brains
death, destruction and human remains
Animosity, distrust and tempers rising
Is World War Three on the horizon?

Seems like my parents marched for no reason
My words will convince others that I speak treason

Home Sweet Home

My room.

My rules.

My music.

My shows.

My food.

My meals.

My mess.

My bills.

My thoughts.

My will.

My, My,

How does it feel?

Home Sweet Home.

Yes,

This is real.

Comfort and Security

As I close my eyes
 I hear the song
Hope of Deliverance.
It surrounds me.

I see comfort
routinely patrolled
by security.

Security slips in
and around
Comfort's robust form
constantly entwining
with it's numerous spaces.

I feel safe.
I am safe.
No luxuries
but none are required.
I am comfortable in my bubble.
It is all I have desired.

I relax into the song.
Humming gently.
Darkness might surround me
but I have security.

CHRISTMAS PEACE

Why is it that it takes a holiday

For people to come close together?

And why is it that there’s no other way

For us to show love for one another?

We should let the whole world know

That we all are one with each other;

And no matter what the world does now

We should change.

The world it should live in sweet harmony

And we should all give of ourselves;

And peace on earth, good will towards men

Should rule from this lifetime till the end.

Well we should let the Christmas Peace

Ring through the world each and every day

So we can all know we’re not alone. 

And if we let the Christmas peace

Ring through the world each and everyday

Then we could all feel that we’re at home. 

And the world could be a better place

For the entire human race

IF the Christmas Peace could just live on.