How Could You

The great descent

Indecent

Sad and true

Lonely

Ruled

How can this agony be true

What happened to the old 

Red

White

And blue

History in motion

Terrible ideals 

Now in light display

If we make it through

The next generation will say

How could you

How could you

Trust Us

Trust us

The people

The workers

Bakers

Musicians

Let trust run in the people

Not the controller

The ruler

In the everyday 

Neighbor 

Let’s trust one another

Stop the clutter

And trust 

Each other

Both Sides

How did it come to be

That no side was right

No side was free

The changes in opinions

Callas

What was once truth

Now contempt

Contempt truth

Hold on tight

We are going to need each other

To make it through

 

Burns Harbor

There is a place

On the magnificent fresh ocean

A sore in the mouth

Of natures waters

Where the air is thick

Stagnant

With flames set back

Omnipotent

Dissident

How the waters lap the shores

Breezing down the sores

Of the Burns Harbor woods

Where the pigs dump toxins

For us all to eat

In our tiny worlds

Where we have no control

On the shores of a lake

Thousands of years

Old

 

Please, Come Through

Differing Views

Same facts

Different News

Ratchet up the hammers

Bring down the walls

The new man in town

Is coming for us all

The lessons we learned

As kids growing up

I guess were not that important

When push comes to shove

No need to be honest and true

Be pithy and small

Fight dirty and don’t rise above

The world views love with contempt

Hate with affection

How did we get set

In this most deviant direction

What can the individual do

Continue to see our own paths through

When the world seems small

I guess it’s up to me and you

What we will decide when everything around us

Is new

Don’t late hate win

Even though it is what grew

Out of these moments

Stay true to each other

Love and be honest

The best in us

Will always come through

The Old and The New

Old neighborhood

New shops

Old coffee joint

New faces

Same land

New roads

Old places

Where we used to go

The only consistency

Is change

Old setups

Now rearranged

Accept what moves on without you

Accept the little things

And the big ones too

Know that consistency is impossible

Ideally unreliable

Know the new faces

Know the new names

The harder you try to resist

The harder your fall

And more the pain